033 ~ These Two Hands Poem by stan pelfrey
033 ~ These Two Hands
these two hands
I command
make me who I am
they pick me up
and move me on
when I inlcline
to linger
I treat them rough
dig deep the dirt
but they stay by my side
even when I am wrong
they earn respect
for proud actions
my trade and life
depends
they comfort the ones
dearest to my heart
letting them know
I’m always here
these two hands
I command
thank you friends
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5/13/2024 3:26:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It may be incomplete but I can read the sentiments in here. A compassionate read from a father to his little ones...... HG: -)