Hands touch

daughtersa miracleof laughter and lightheart turns at every breathe she takesmy life
lettersfrom farawayanother time and placearrived late, it was truly fatetimely
hands touchmoment capturedthe whole world disappearsis this my serendipityjoy luck
my life. timely. joy luck.



ma filleà sa naissanceoui, le monde disparaîtmon sérendipité, le mienma vie



words by ninotaziz. all rights reserved
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I reread a letter my mother sent to me when I was eighteen today.
A poem dedicated to mothers and daughters
For dVerse, hosted by Tony Maude and Poets United