Your Hands
Your hands touch me,
And they love me.
Your hands hold me,
And they caress me.
Your hands are steady,
They are always there for me.
Your hands hold my hands,
And they hold my heart.
Your hands are gentle,
And they are never rough.
Your hands are working hands,
And they are loving hands.
Your hands are simply perfect,
And they fit into mine!
Rosemarie Schrock May 29,2011
Copyright © Rosemarie Schrock | Year Posted 2011
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