This is an original oil painting on a 16” round canvas
“Mama, hold you?”
Hold you when you’re happy, when you’re sad, when you’re scared, when you’re sick, when you’re tired. Hold you when my back says it can’t, hold you when my arms shake with exhaustion, hold you when I’m sweaty, when I’m sick, when I’m tired, when I’m touched out. Hold you when you’re too heavy to hold because someday you’ll be taller than me, someday you won’t breathe my air, you won’t share my space, you won’t reach up for me and say, “Mama, hold you?” So, I hold you. I hold you, I hold you, I hold you.
This is an original oil painting on a 16” round canvas
“Mama, hold you?”
Hold you when you’re happy, when you’re sad, when you’re scared, when you’re sick, when you’re tired. Hold you when my back says it can’t, hold you when my arms shake with exhaustion, hold you when I’m sweaty, when I’m sick, when I’m tired, when I’m touched out. Hold you when you’re too heavy to hold because someday you’ll be taller than me, someday you won’t breathe my air, you won’t share my space, you won’t reach up for me and say, “Mama, hold you?” So, I hold you. I hold you, I hold you, I hold you.