Her Hands

  “God has given us two hands, one to receive with and the other to give with.” ~Billy Graham~ Long, slender fingers Touched by the passing of ninety-eight years And the slight wrinkle of a Shar-Pei Daughter squeezes memories of her childhood Of wars, depressions and political elections Of marriage, babies and Catholic faith A fleshy grip that once held adult refreshment Now holds a warming cup of thickened brown The digits shake dinner’s fork and spoon And point toRead more

Mom at Easter

April 16, 2017 Beautiful Smiling Mom at 97 Another holiday to celebrate This a Sunday, mother/daughter date Adorable Diminutive Mom at dinner Waiting for today’s special meal Asking, “Is there coffee for me?” Quiet Demure Mom at Easter Her hands long and slender Her fingers painted purple and silver Joyful Grateful To have mom at 97 I hold her hand firmly tight She smiles, I smile, the day blessedly brightRead more

Stately Fingers

Poetry Day 7: Fingers, Prose Poetry, Assonance   Stately fingers! There are days when I deem you fat and lazy; days when your ways are elegantly long and slender. I lay you across plastic numbers and letters; your favorites are A and eight. Music sways while you drum to the beat of Keith, Adele, Journey and Jason. Gracious fingers! There are days when I curse the tendons within and wonder how you got this way; days when I’m glad forRead more