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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…   I see my mother’s hands before my eyes The first caress that I had ever known, And … Continue reading

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Growth #midnighthaiku

Bare and twisted limbs Beaten by wind and weather Tell their own story Accustomed to ease Pampered petals fall from grace Beneath stormy skies Nature when nurtured Permitted to be itself Grows into beauty

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