Mother’s fingers
always gripped tightly to your small ones
amid the crowds.
Now she’s letting go
and you wish your grip was tight enough
to make her stay.
.
for Lori.
Mother’s fingers
always gripped tightly to your small ones
amid the crowds.
Now she’s letting go
and you wish your grip was tight enough
to make her stay.
.
for Lori.
Made me teary. . .
Thank you. A supreme compliment.
She will stay. In your heart.
Colleague’s mom dying.
I had just been thinking about my own mom. Truly beautiful,Shawn!
❤️️
She’s letting go, to realize just how good the tightness felt.