Mother's Hands


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




Poetry by Anna Banasiak
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Written on 2016-02-26 at 14:38

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France England
The power of a mother's loving words; tender yet strong always there to protect. Her touch remains for a lifetime as you too share the private moments shared. Your written expressions can't be denied for the power of love refuses to hide. Great write and something to be remembered. Thanks for the sharing.
2019-02-16


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Three great , poems , welcome to poetbay.
Ken
2016-11-26



A warm, loving read.
A beautiful tribute written with flair:)
2016-02-27



I love this. I love the embodiment of emotions and, inversely, the ephemeral nature of "You" in poems and dreams. Very elegant.
2016-02-26