Hands

I wote this in High school, it redone a little but I like it better than the first copy I wrote back then.

                        Hands

 

 

Your hands hold me when I am

Down.

 

They wipe tears away when I cry, and will  

.hug, loved ones when I die.

 

I know that your hands are always there

When I call when and they catch me as

I fall.

 

They hold me when we dance it’s just a

Like a true romance.

 

They hold me though the night and

Make me feel alright.

 

So soft is your touch, that

They make me feel so warm, And amazing

 

 I never want to be away from

 Your hands. I know they will see me

Though.

Even if hope is gone.

 

I could imagine my life with your

Hands, I just do not want try.

Not one little bit, not even at all.