My Mother's Hand
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How can I ever forget
my mother's hand...
a hand gentle to all the babies
she delivered into this world...
a hand soft as a cotton swab
that healed my painful wounds...
a hand firm as a torch bearer
leading me on the right path...
the hand of a strong lady
who educated her daughters...
the hand attached to firm shoulders
- she taught us to face the world...
as she had done - all by herself
after her husband's untimely death...
I look forward to the day when
I'll hold again - my mother's hand!
© Dr. Aparna Bagwe
7-11-2020
