My hands, by Viskey
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My hands
My hands show my life
As a mother and a wife
They show the work I have done
They show the good times and the fun
They show my insecurities
They show my purities
My hands have felt a lifetime
They have felt a lifeline
They have held a hand
Touched the smoothness of sand
They have waved good bye
They have waved hi
I can see where I've been
Places never to go again
They will take me around the next bend
They are my own to the end
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Posted: 2012-05-12 18:48:06 UTC |
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2012-08-07 10:29:38 | Amrit |
Very nice poem.. |
2012-08-07 10:29:41 | Amrit |
Very nice poem.. |