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Sep 2011
A mother's hands
are the greatest gifts
to have and hold.
A mother's hands
are always opened
to family and friends
at any moment.
They are their for comfort
along with support and love
and whenever needed.
My mother's hands
were warm and soft
they were always opened
when I needed them most
and that will never change.
She taught me how to love
she taught me to care
she taught me to get along
with my brothers and sisters
no matter the cost.
She taught me to how to watch
over my brothers and sisters
no matter the cost.
She taught me how to watch
over the family
no matter the cost.
But most of all she taught me
never to forget how much she loves me
when she goes she'll be watching
watching me day and night.
I'll never forget my mother's hands
nor I'll never forget her at all
she was always there for me
no matter the cost.
My mother meant a lot to me
and still does to this very day
I'll always remember
her smile and laugh
along with her heart of gold
and my mother's hands.
Written by
Chelsea Perras  25/F/Saskatchewan
(25/F/Saskatchewan)   
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