Poem -
This Hand
It feels so small and fragile
the fingers lithe and long.
Translucent skin like gossamer,
a hand once warm and strong.
A palm now lined with living
and joints that ache and creak.
This hand was always giving
me strength when I was weak.
It lies within my own now,
I cradle it with care,
this hand that used to guide me
here, there and everywhere.
Dedicated to my lovely mum
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Comments
Really lovely Lady L.Â
Hope you have a great XmasÂ
NigelÂ
Thanks so much my lovely! Have a wonderfully happy, peaceful and joyous Christmas also . Lady L xx
Love this and know how much it means to you x
Thanks StevieC xx
You have most certainly taken her gift, that gift of care, that love you share lodigiana will never disappear.
Merry Christmas.
Such lovely words Gerard, thank you so much..and a joyful Christmas to you my friend. xx
What more is there to possibly say.
Perhaps the words thank you.
Thank you Lodigiana for writing and sharing your beautiful and ethereal poetry.
Take care and remain poetry blessed.
Shaun.x.
Hi Shaun, I wrote this just a short time before Mum died so it has a deep emotional meaning for me and if others reading it feel any benefit from it then that makes me really happy.  Stay well my friend
Lodigiana x
Lodigiana simply a beautiful poem and worthy of reading again.
Stay well your good self and simply thank you.
Shaun.x.
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Thank you so much for your kind words Shaun â„