Her hands brought love in
food she prepared, the baked
goods, the dinners, the
table laden there
Her hands brought love in
hair that she washed, brushed,
cut and braided with care
unsurpassed
Her hands brought love in
teaching many a passion for
reading, sewing, gardening
lives seen with compassion
Her hands brought love in
strength a heart holding life
lived through all of us to the
end from the start
© May 2011 Renee Espriu
reneejustturtleflight.com 
The surprising things mothers can teach us, even long after they are gone. The history endures, time lives on in us and the cycle continues for “hands” held high to reach forward with love.
Loved it! Candy
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And I bet you have your mother’s hands in the love and care you show to your family.
Lovely.
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I do have my mother’s hands and I do try the best that I can. Thank You!
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beautiful poem about moms. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you for visiting and I am glad to have touched your life.
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Renee, please give your daughter an extra hug for me. The fact that the inspiration for this beautiful poem came from her, well, that’s another thing to thank your mother for. Obviously, the caring heart runs in your family.
Thanks for a poem that was NOT sappy, yet still managed to help me have a good little cry. Amy
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I conveyed your thanks to my daughter. Being sappy was never an option growing up. Mother was a strong woman who felt everything intensely. I have much to be grateful for. Thank you for your kind words.
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A tender and heartfelt tribute to a mother’s invaluable love.
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Thank you for your comment and for visiting my site.
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That’s beautiful. When I took a writing class a few years ago, I wrote a personal essay I called “Your Hands.” I wrote it about my daughter. It’s a full-circle.
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I imagine your essay was beautifully written as well. I love my daughters and can’t imagine life without them. Thank you!
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this is so divine renee. just divine. every word talks about your love for her.
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I will always miss her but as my daughter pointed out, we have all of the memories that bring her close.
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Amazing .. I could imagine and think of my mothers hands with every line …
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Thank you Nimue! I am go glad you visit here and I have so enjoyed your site as well. Mothers, no matter what, are what ties us to life and cannot be replaced.
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