The hands that hold me


these hands hold mine
waves of warm and loving feelings
flowing through my entire body
the gentle touch of a mother's heart
holding waiting for the day when i shall leave her arms
the world has come for me
but we both known i will return
to my mothers love one day
no matter what my come
my way i could ever imagine
my-self letting go of the hands that hold me

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