Hand Heritage
Hand Heritage
Shimmering light reaches
Through my window
Long golden fingers tip toe
Across the shadows
Meadow fragrances tickle
My sense of smell
Rustling me to wake
Like a tinkling bell
Placing my hand into the
Lights warm caress
I muse over my hand and
Its powerful quest
Will it build today
Wipe another’s tears away
Be a gentle touch to heal
Help another find their way
Will it lead my other
Parts to follow suit
Plant me deep in rich
Soil where I can root
Will it wave to another?
In addition, bring a smile
My hand opens giving
All a loving domicile
Morning birds call to me
Come to the window and see
Feel the sun bathe your soul
In this moment, I feel whole
Thank You Lord
For another day
Carole Cookie Arnold
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