• “A Mothers Hands”


    Mother’s hands continue to grow stronger threw time
    And show all her battle scars
    They are the hands that carry there children when they are weak
    The hands that heal her child’s scraped knee
    The hands that comfort her child when the world can be a cruel place to be
    The hands that teach us right from wrong and how to grow from her experience
    The hands that show us how to have fun while we play
    The same hands that dry our tears from those awful little bee stings
    Those hands defend like a mother bear from all of life’s many
    dangers and tiffs
    O how those hands can be a force to be reckoned with
    The hands that always know the how to make the best treats on those
    Depressing rainy days
    The hands that know the best tricks for when life pins children down
    Those hands that know how to juggle her time
    and everyone else’s craziness
    The hands that will always love and care for us when we fall down
    These hands of mom’s will always hold her children’s love filled hearts

    By: Kristi M. Morse