My Mom’s hands
Tapped out a tune on the steering wheel
as she drove from here to there

My Mom’s hands 
Smoothed an invisible line on the table cloth 
Laughing with her friends

My Mom’s hands
Tickled my arm absently
As we watched every episode of Doc Martin

My Mom’s hands
Are here in my own hands
Her lines and veins and strength

Robin J Phillips  May 26, 2020