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Grandma's Hands : Part I

I never felt Grandma's hands When asked for five words or less To capture the supposed root of my trauma The angst of mind Revealing the core of my self and my being I conveyed my deepest pains My darkest pains In such a simple way It scared me The truth scared me And it petrified all of them I never felt Grandma's hands

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Peter Akins

Date: 4/1/2025 3:24:00 AM

Great poem about your Grandma, yes grandma hands can be a pain at times but those hands are full of life experiences. Therefore it is a joy to have a douse of those hands. Very good poetry you penned here for us at Poetry soup to enjioy. Keep writing

Margaret Franceschini

Date: 3/31/2025 3:32:00 PM

Nicely written. Grandma left her imprint on your heart.

Ricky Muse

Date: 10/26/2020 6:06:00 PM

Our elders are so important, so wise. Without them the journey of life can be traumatic, angst ridden and painful. Good poem.