Dedicated to my “sister” friend, Joyce, who recently let go of her mother’s hands…
strong women’s hands
shape my life and yours:
grandmas instill faith
aunts stitch laughter
sister friends en-courage
mothers mold hearts.
even if we can no longer
touch those dear hands,
we still hear the voices
of influence cheering us
on like birdsong
in a garden of grace.
Invited by Marina to write poem including words important to us/we are thankful for, on the occasion of the 4th anniversary of dVerse Poets
a poem in my pocket 
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