My Own Two Hands

I read a lot of wonderful writing – poems that amaze me, prose that moves me, thoughts that capture me…and every now and then a piece of writing comes along that stops me still in my tracks…
For me, this is just such a piece. If it hits you as well, please visit Carisa’s site and leave your likes and comments there for her to read.
http://carisaadrienne.com/2016/01/28/my-own-two-hands/

Sometimes Silver Linings are Blue

My hands holding baby Cole without a heartbeat
My hands swaying baby Emma, who’s in remission
My hands embracing baby Jaxon’s mom, fearing his diagnosis
My hands running baby Natalie’s lab with my eyes filled with tears
My hands fist pumping baby Dylan’s own tiny fists
My hands coloring with baby Noah, whose life will be short but sweet
My hands reprimand baby Jack’s dad for drinking and driving
My hands high-five Bailey’s hands for being accepted into Stanford
My hands, giving baby Carter immunizations to stay well
My hands praying baby Madison will stay awake as we run across the air bridge
My hands hitting the wall with anger because baby Madison passed on
My hands blowing kisses to baby Oliver, who says, “I lub you Cissy!”
My hands comfort baby Justice’s mom who was never granted it for herself
My hands holding Taylor’s mom’s hands when she took her…

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