For Mothers and Grandmothers everywhere Infant Joy These hands, old now, served you well, held you after your birth, smoothed your brow with love, held your hand as you learned to walk, dressed you, taught you how to tie shoes. I watched you smile in delight when you succeeded. The same hands, soothed your brow when illness struck, bathed your warm body, and hugged you as you grew strong again, but the hands I remember most are your tiny hands as they smoothed my face, then hugged me around the neck as you whispered, "I love you Mummy." <BGSOUND SRC="music/mozart1.mid" PLAYCOUNT=10> Music playing originally by Mozart Photgraph is by Betty France and is from Wunderground.com If you enjoy your visit please sign my Guest Book If you would like to be informed when new poems are posted on this site - please sign in below. Join the mailing list Enter your name and email address: Name: Email:   Subscribe      Unsubscribe Read about my new book If you enjoy your visit will you please vote for my site? It only takes a second or two - thank you. Home on Poetry Site Home on Christian Site Home on Lake Site Home on Orchid Site