These Hands

These hands have held, been held, worked, wiped tears, patted backs, rubbed headaches away… these hands have been folded in prayer, they’ve reached out to another, twiddled, anxiously moved, covered a mouth filled with laughter, rubbed a back to console. These hands have written down feelings, held the hand of a dying loved one, held […]

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It Matters

I have written poetry since I was a child. I found this quote on Pinterest that explains what poetry is to me. I don’t know the author of this quote, but I love it. ” Poetry is what happens when your mind stops working, and for a moment, all you do is feel. “   […]

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