A Mother’s Touch

A mother’s touch is gentle
But it carries a quiet strength
The kind that steadies a child
Without ever needing to be seen.

It lives in the way
She brushes hair from your face
In the warmth of her hands
Resting softly on your shoulders
In the silent comfort
That says, you are safe here

Her touch remembers everything
The first time you reached for her
The nights she held you through tears
The moments when words failed
But her presence was enough

Even when distance grows
Even when time moves forward
There is something in you
That never forgets
What it felt like
To be held with that kind of love

Because a mother’s touch
Does not fade
It lingers in the heart
A quiet, enduring reminder
That you were loved
From the very beginning