Haiku – My Mother’s Hands

When I wear her gloves

It’s like she’s holding my hands

Miles between us melt.


  1. So sweet. Your words help me imagine my mama’s soft hands holding mine.

    Rebecca Smith Sent from my iPhone


    Liked by 1 person

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