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Hands
Our hands are extensions of our hearts
Some are sweet some are sour tarts
Hands can have a gentle soft touch
They can remind of us of one's love and such
Hands can be used for so many good things
They can reach out and hold our heart strings
Little ones run to us for hugs our hands meet first
Then we wrap them in our arms our hearts ready to burst
Hands hold, they write, they tell things we fear to say
Hands help, hands work, hands assist us in many ways
Hands help to feed, clothe, and tend to the ones in need
Hands are wonderful tools given to us to use indeed.
Hands can be used for ugliness to of course,
But I much rather use mine as a precious resource.
CDK
07/15/2026
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