A Mothers Embrace: A Short Poem

Krystal & Zanaya. December 2023. Portrait on 120mm.

There’s no fabric softer than your skin,

Yet your very being exudes strength.

Our heartbeats are in sync,

Yet, when you inhale, I exhale.

You used to tell me to hold tight your hand,

Now I tell you to hold mine.

Tearfully we stare into each other’s eyes, silently praying,

“Please…don’t grow up.”

- Zanaya Ritter