The Gift of HandsA Poem by Sam Freelandtake care of themWhen we look at our hands
we know something that is true It is all about appreciating what they do for me and you The evolution of man
depended primarily on them From the first use of tools to playing the violin Any act the mind can conjure
needs hands help to carry it out The truth of this is for sure and there is never any doubt Your defense from any attack
is certainly in your hands Without them you would lack ability to fulfill life's demands We depend on their help
as we have always done It is what they did for us in every battle we've won No act would be the same
without the use of our hands Anyone who has lost them certainly understands Take good care of them
they cannot be replaced You have used what they could do in any problem you have faced I have written this little poem
about what you need to do I say this with some hope that you understand too © 2009 Sam Freeland |
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Added on October 11, 2009 AuthorSam FreelandChocorua, NHAboutThe reading we do and those we help will determine our everlasting value as a human. more..Writing
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