Hands

These hands mend minds and massage maimed muscles These hands protect the powerless providing strength to suffering souls These hands rarely rest, they’d rather Save sinners souls from flinty fires Carry cold welcoming waters toward the thirsty Fetch food for famished fellows These hands are always here

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Izzy Gumbo

Date: 5/22/2009 6:08:00 PM

Outstanding.

Sharon Winter

Date: 5/19/2009 6:36:00 AM

Awesome alliteration! Blessed hands. A beautiful write. Love, Shar

Izzy Gumbo

Date: 5/18/2009 5:54:00 PM

Beautiful hands indeed you have. And a beautiful heart to move them with. With love my friend. Great writing.

Alley Poe

Date: 5/17/2009 8:41:00 PM

I can feel the warmth the hands bring. -Alley

Ernilando Tugaff

Date: 5/15/2009 2:18:00 PM

James, thumbs up for your well-penned poetry. Ernilando

Date: 5/15/2009 9:37:00 AM

Good use of alliteration to convey this uplifting message. Thank goodness for those hands. Blessings to you for sharing this poem with us. Have a wonderful day! Karen

Brian Strand

Date: 5/15/2009 12:05:00 AM

Like the kyriellwe flavour as well James.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome observations.

Carrie Richards

Date: 5/14/2009 1:03:00 PM

My hands are clapping for a poem well done!! ~ :)

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 5/14/2009 9:22:00 AM

thanks for your kind comments--in my country we have a saying stating--hands are silver spoons--and it so is---thank God for thinking for all,even to give us hands--cheers to this one friend---charma