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HANDS

Contributed by robert_edgar_burns on Monday, 9th April 2012 @ 07:13:10 AM in AEST
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Mothers day is coming soon.
I’ve always been so proud of you.
My father so honored you became his wife.
I honor you now for giving me life.

If I were to write you Mom, a song,
I’d wish you’d love to sing along.
The tune would be so very grand.
I’d have to mention your loving hands.

Hands that healed, and hands that led.
Hands that scrubbed, and hands that bled.
Hands that held, and beckoned come.
Hands that made our house a home.

Hands that cooked, and hands that fed.
And hands that tucked us Into bed.
Hands that folded into prayer,
When thanking our Lord for His care.

Hands that have now joined Gods above.
Hands that always reached out in love.
Hands that someday when I come,
I’ll want to hold, the hands of Mom.






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Re: HANDS (User Rating: 1 )
by thehotshotpoet on Monday, 9th April 2012 @ 09:26:24 AM AEST
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that is beautiful writing hey I'll bet your mom can see that poem & she is probably smiling at you right now
thanks for sharing
the hot shot poet


Re: HANDS (User Rating: 1 )
by Elizabeth_Dandy on Monday, 9th April 2012 @ 10:25:30 AM AEST
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A very beautiful and touching poem Robert. The hotshotpoet is right, - your mothyer is deslighted at your words of appreciation and gratefulness. Gratitude is a great virtue.
Thank you so much for sharing this lovely poem

Happy Easter Season
lessings
Elizabeth.


Re: HANDS (User Rating: 1 )
by deusdeira on Monday, 9th April 2012 @ 03:48:54 PM AEST
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It is a rare person who can appreciate the good qualities of their parents and forgive the bad.


Re: HANDS (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Monday, 9th April 2012 @ 08:50:06 PM AEST
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Heavenly beautiful.
Smiles,
#1fan




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