HandsA Poem by Dhayefor those who came as blessings to others
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She got much gifts from open hands Those golden hearts from foreign land But though they came from farther place Their hearts are closer, oh such a grace ~ Somehow it's good to take and keep Yet there are hands that do not sleep They are not tired of sharing gifts Helping others with no buts and ifs ~ She loves to see herself like them Sharing her gifts, her precious gems Even the gifts she has today Her skills and talents, that's her bouquet ~ And now she finds another dream Like mending rips from hem to hem She wants to share her open hands, too With songs of hope for me and you © 2017 DhayeAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on February 2, 2017 Last Updated on February 4, 2017 Tags: blessing, open hands, heart, kind, generosity AuthorRelated WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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