Mother's Hands

by Anna Banasiak   Jan 11, 2017


You baked for me the world
smelling of bread
of childhood
still warm
from words and emotions
Your hands full of memories
stopped time for me
run out from my poems
I will hide you in dreams.

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  • 7 years ago

    by Brenda

    Such a lovely tribute to your mom-well done-

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