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Scratches of Love: A Mother’s Fingers

From morning until night your fingers moved




Doodling on paper while chatting on the phone

Playing cards

Knitting as you watch TV


Even in the end

Your fingers found a way

To rub more love into our hearts

Opening your bible we sat in awe

To read the letter you left for the generations that began,

“Dearest Descendents…”

You ended with words that made us laugh and cry,

“P.S. Sorry I was such a grouch.”

Even after you died

Your fingers used a pen to offer a final gift



Gazing at the mystery of your life we ponder the unknowable

How many smiles are born from your efforts?

How many belly’s filled?

How much comfort do your quilts provide?

How many rosary beads did you press in worry and hope?


A Mother’s fingers keep moving until

Every itch is scratched

Every cup is filled

Polishing each project with a unique zest for life

Moving to a rhythm orchestrated by palms in a one-pointed prayer

A prayer backed not just by grace

Many daily efforts endorse your vision of love

Each moment you scratch more love into our hearts


From morning until night your fingers move