These hands have gently rubbed your back
And firmly nurtured your soul.
They've held you close
Attempting to ease pain and disappointment.
These hands have celebrated in frenzied clapping
When goals and dreams were realized.
They've kept you safe
Guiding as you navigated change and uncertainty.
These hands are here for you now
And will be always.
They'll wrap around your own
When hesitation and doubt become your companions.
These hands - these warm, giving hands
Never knew the depth of joy, delight, despair a single life could bring
Until the day they became
a mother's hands.