There was nothing in her hand

as she reached to pick him up

but he grabbed her fingers with eager hope

knowing that mommies always have something to give.

She wondered how her heart could hold so much love.

It was full and overflowing,

And every day she held it out as an offering

Hoping it would find approval

Hoping it would be enough

Hoping he would see

And one day remember her hands

full of that never-ending mother love,

strong and unbreakable,

held onto by the fingers he worked to unfold.

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