Theresa Ann Moore

Rookie - 0 Points (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

Hands - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Each part of our body is designed for a function.
Of all our unique features, hands are a conjunction.
They are a connection from our hearts and brains…
Creating a world of love or hate from within our veins.


(6/12/07)

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  • (6/12/2007 12:10:00 PM)

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 10, 2011


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