A Hand of a Mother

As our thoughts are with the women in our lives and we get ready to observe and honor mothers, motherhood and maternal bonds this coming Sunday let us celebrate those we love as we shall grow to bear a resemblance to them

The day compose of many moments unseen

The spark from her sting as the beauty of spring

Manors of consoling embraces

The stains and wrinkles of time remove

Her hug begrimed with nurture

Mesmerize with laughter

Millions of faucet smiles and tears pour

Scent of protection lounge

Sunlight of wisdom mentor

As moments fat with love gibbers

Rainbows fail in comparison to her beauty

Chill with endless sacrifice

Her pulse and thoughts beats fiercely

Her hands, bosoms feeds, hold even entice

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Poem Written by Brenda L. McCartney