My mother's hands, soft and delicate Once touching the frame of my face Brushing back the wisps of hair My mother's hands holding the family Close together at the table, meals to share My mother's hands shaping the household Into a coherent unit functioning daily No friction, just blessed union and peace My mother's hands, there to fold in Thoughts of prayer, to reach up to The Hands Above, the Hands of Love My mother's hands, now worn with time Still holding my devotion, still holding mine
Copyright 2007 by Sharon Jordan
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Reviewed by Nance O'Donnell (Reader)
Reviewed on November 18, 2008
Sharon
Great poem.
Heartfelt and warm.
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Hello Sharon, I read your poem,"My Mother's Hands". I found it very touching and it reminded me of my mother;who died much too young at age 47. Now I am even passed that age... and to be thinking about her like this is great nostalgia though,sad. Your other works look great too. Please feel free to visit my site here in the "Den"
Reviewed by neerja gandhi (Reader)
Reviewed on June 28, 2008
Aah,very lovely versed...mothers are all so loving,caring,giving...,great write.neerja
what a lovely tribute this is sharon! having been primary caregiver to my nearly 90 year old mother and my now deceased father, i find this beautifully penned piece bringing tears to my eyes. very well done, poetess.
peace and abundant blessings,
carolyn
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Great poem.
Heartfelt and warm.
Please visit my new site here on the Den.
efforts and sacrifices mothers make. - David
Regis
peace and abundant blessings,
carolyn
"My Mother's Hands"
Overwhelmingly heartfelt simply wonderful revealing such a truth and beauty beyond words.
I love it!
Continued blessings to you,
From the Heart of an Artist...
"My Mother's Hands" inspires and stimulates family's union/reunion. It is a tray of amabrosias.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Rebecca
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