My Mother’s Hands

A repost of an old poem in honour of Mother’s Day here in the UK… perhaps more poignant this year than ever…

Study of hands - Leonardo da Vinci


I see my mother’s hands before my eyes

The first caress that I had ever known,

And with a thrill of wonder realise

The hands I see before me are my own.


Where did the decades go, I have to ask,

At what point did my springtime slip away?

Is this mid-summer sun in which I bask

Or has the autumn brought a shorter day?


A mellowing has softened me, I know,

Yet coloured me with richer hue and shade,

And written on my face a map to show

The world the choices I have made.


I too can read the story as I look

Of all the things of which I am a part,

The journey traced in lines upon the book

Within the mirror of an open heart.


There read the fearless laughter of the child,

The joys and grief, the lovers I have known,

The windswept glory of a heart gone wild,

The maiden’s tears, the mother’s love, the crone.


But as I journey on and turn the page

Not knowing what will come or what will be,

Or even if true wisdom comes with age,

I see adventure beckoning to me.


I know my winter holds a longer night

And seasons turn for all things on this earth,

The snowy shroud will cover all in white

That it may sleep, and there await rebirth.


About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email:
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69 Responses to My Mother’s Hands

  1. One of my favourites Sue. Have a happy day.

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  2. Sadje says:

    A beautiful and poignant poem Sue.

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  3. willowdot21 says:

    Such a beautiful poem Sue, I see something different evertime I read it 💜💜

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  4. Eliza Waters says:

    So poignant, Sue. I remember a couple decades ago when I looked down and thought the same about my hands. Our mothers live on within us, as we do in our children. There is comfort in that continuum.

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  5. Darlene says:

    A perfect poem. As my mom is nearing the end of her 92 years, and I am unable to see her one more time, this is especially meaningful to me. Actually, many of your recent posts have struck home for me. Thanks.

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  6. HappySoul says:

    A beautiful n poignant poem Sue 💕

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  7. johncoyote says:

    Amazing poetry my dear friend. I read again. This is poetry and honest thoughts. Thank you dear Sue for sharing.

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  8. johncoyote says:

    Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
    Amazing poetry shared. Please read.

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  9. This is such a beautiful poem Sue with so much depth and meaning. 💖

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  10. restlessjo says:

    For how many years has Mum been gone, Sue? (assuming that she is) Mine died when my son was 7 months old and he’s 31 now, so it’s a long time ago. This is beautiful. 🙂 🙂

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  11. Thanks for sharing this lovely poem, Sue…

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  12. A beautiful share, once again. Hugs.

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  13. Happy Mother’s Day, Sue!

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  14. Dale says:

    Happy Mother’s Day, Sue.

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  15. So beautiful, Sue. Life seems to pass in the blink of an eye.Sometimes, it feels as though my girl should be coming home from elementary school and here she’s grown with a teenager of her own! All we can do is hope we teach them good core values to carry through life and pass to the next generation- then we can say our job is done ❤

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  16. Bela Johnson says:

    Love this. ❤️


  17. memadtwo says:

    Hands say so much more than words, and connect us going both forward and back. (K)

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  18. noelleg44 says:

    The hands look vaguely, Michelangelo or da Vinci! But the poem is exquisite! I know your day with family was enjoyed.


  19. A beautiful poem.. and I see my mother now in the mirror and hear her voice when I am on the phone… constant reminders. ♥


  20. I love this; so beautiful and touching, Sue!


  21. dgkaye says:

    I loved this Sue. And whodathunk how much more poignant this poem would come to be ❤


  22. What a beautiful poem, Sue. Happy Mother’s Day to you! I hope your sons are with you as much as they can! ❤


  23. CarolCooks2 says:

    Such beautiful words to which many of us now can relate I hope you had a lovely mothers day with your sons 🙂 x


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