Look At Your Hands

Look at your hands. Tell me the stories they would tell. Will they speak of the deeds you have done??, the good, the bad, the decisions they've pondered, the wonders. Eyes caught in stone-faced modes while being next to chins, or cheek bones. Look at your hands. what journeys would they explain. will they speak of warm embraces, while standing in the rain? have they been met with warm breath on a cold winter's day?? or maybe even swam through cool waters, on a hot day in May. Look at your hands. Tell me they stand they have took. what clinched fist, at injustice as the world watched and looked. Look at your hands. What miracles have they done???? giving some a fighting chance, when others say there was none. Look at your hands, as they wipe away your tears, blocking up the things unheard, by covering up your ears. Look at your hands, give them a true thumbs up, they work you through this life, whenever things get tough. Thank the creator for giving us, such wonderful tools as hands, but the package would not be complete, without they eyes, that are looking, and a mind, Understand???? As you look at your hands.