In her hands she holds
pressed against her breast
The soft silky skin
The shell like hands folded
The sightless eyes face west
stroking stroking
soft silky black hair
The love she created
In human spirit now lost
The soft silky peach dress
Sewn with infinite care
Washed and pressed
Her first born child
Pressed and dressed
against her breast.

Una Casey Cadao © 2016

Charity for Peace in the Middle East