A Carpenters Hands
Splinters in his hands
The thorns of his profession
Wait to be removed
A dream comes to life
Under his hands it takes shape
Satisfaction reigns
He creates beauty
Wood yields to his artistry
A carpenter’s hands…
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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