Tribute to Mothers Poems
Her Infinite Hands Her hands hold worlds unseen,Tender touch, love’s serene.Wiping tears, mending hearts,Crafting joy in countless parts.Endless tasks with gentle grace,Comfort found in her embrace.Warmth and strength in fingers tight,Guiding through both day and night.Soft caress, a healer’s art,Binding family, heart to heart.Every gesture, deep and true,Infinite hands, love renewed.In her touch, a silent…