In My Hands Poem by Javier Falcon

These wretched hands of mine
and all they've been through
holding your hands for warmth.

These wretched hands of mine
and all they've been through
comforting you with a hug.

These wretched hands of mine
and all they've been through
grazing through your soft hair.

These wretched hands of mine
and all they've been through
holding your head against my chest.

These wretched hands of mine
and all they've been through
discarding the tears from your cheeks.

These wretched hands of mine
and all they've been through
the last image through my eyes
as they stretch out to you
as you walk out that door.