In Her Hands

Her hands would hold him tight
and chase the fears away.
They dried his tears at night
and even helped him play.
They made his favorite foods
and tucked him into bed.
The led him through the dark
and showed him the light of day.
He looked at her hands
and smiled real big.
For what greater treasure
could exist
than the love found
in his mother’s hands.

Prompt: A Mother’s Hands

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