As I get back into writing, one of the first things I find myself doing is putting together poetry. Here's one that serves as a thank you to the generations of strong and loving women in my family.
∙ Paid
I see your wrinkles and your wisdom.
I see the way time has etched your story across the backs of your hands.
I see the way every laugh has left an echo in the corners of your eyes, and in their sparkle.
I see your mother and her mother and her mother in your smile. I see myself there as well.
I see the hard
I see the happy
I see the dreams you held in yo…
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