Beryl A. Ouma Poet I do not know?

In Thine Hands

As mine hand wrap yours soft and tender
Hope filled mine heart with joys of bliss
Conduct first steps in walking with you
Precious jewel wrapped in mine hands

Years strengthens yours hands full grown
The hands of time days quickly passed 
Equal to mine they became
Perfectly our crossed hands fitted
Full of excitement you left
Home loving Father blessed you
One of our own in your hands
A cheer of bless heredities 

Today your hands are muscled up
Strong lifts this vessel entrust upon
Those little hands industrious
Curries me around with energy
Though strong and benevolent child
Against mine that is aged golden
Nature so sets me divine call
Favoured, venerated and blessed 
Aged with grace a priceless wine

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Lyric Man July 3, 2018 at 11:42 PM BERYL.. Back from a party and wide awake. Need me a few funny, mysterious, interesting, or mellow writes to settle me into a restful state. So glad I came across your poem tonight.. just what I needed! Beryl A. Ouma July 4, 2018 at 8:28 AM Thank you Lyric Man, am glad that it helped you.