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Her Hands
Her hands were small, wrinkled Covered in brown age spots Encouraging me to keep trying Even when I was losing Her hand’s nails needed trimming She was nearly ninety And I had to trim them So fearful of cutting her Her hands were worn, tattered By the many years of work She toiled like no one I know of Constantly going, on and on Her hands grasped mine Feeling thin skinned and old While at the same time they felt Full of a love I’d always known Her hands had done so much for me Held me when I cried, spanked my behind Bandaged a boo-boo and wisely Comforted my sleepless night with a touch Her hands were filled with purpose She worked and tried and assured us That when time would come to an end for her She had a friend named Jesus she’d go to Her hands lay crossed across her breast That evening when I saw her in her casket Awaiting the burial that would leave me feeling Like I would be missing her until I'd go with her
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