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Mother's Hands

Mother’s Hands

You baked for me the world
smelling of a 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

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2016 Anna Banasiak


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ABOUT THE POET ~
I'm a poet, writer and occupational therapist., I love helping people through art therapy.


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