My Mother's Touch

My mother has been the driving force in my life. I wrote the following poem to describe how my mother's struggle has influenced me greatly.

She knits in several shades,

each stitch as if her last,

Her hands are calculative;

fingers in an elegant dance.

Her ideals gleam in bright patches,

a few scraps spoiled with regret,

a life time of knitting my quilt,

the one in which I must rest.

Some soft and some rough,

out of reach as they may seem,

these pieces I touch and understand,

Her hope I must redeem.

By: Brandy Ruiz