The comfort of a mother’s healing hands,
Hers, to a child, the most appealing hands.
No one can pilfer her attention nor
Claim mommy’s heart like a kid’s stealing hands.
When all hope is lost and your strength is gone,
None console like grandmother’s feeling hands.
A life of wisdom lived without restraint,
Those were great-grandmother’s freewheeling hands.
If your path is clear and life’s light left on,
Thank generations of revealing hands.
Carrie – this is so touched and deep of wonderful words!
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Thank you again!! 🙂
Wonderful interview! Congratulations on your well deserved success!!