You baked for me the world
smelling of bread
of childhood
still warm
from words and emotions
Your hands full of memories
stopped time for me
run out from my poems
I will hide you in dreams.
Mother's Hands
Anna Banasiak
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 11/11/2019
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Poem topics: childhood, time, world, bread, hide, warm, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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