
Autumn 2021
Comforting Hands
LINA ISMAIL ALHABAHBEH ❏ A voice from sky A voice from heaven Your voice, mother Calls me at nights of tiredness And moments of longing I hear it, I wish you were close to hug you to kiss you But the distances are far So far away, mother Between us are mountains, rivers and oceans And a vast space But you are always here Here with me in my heart I feel you are close, very close