My Heart Is My Hands Poem by Otteri Selvakumar

My hands

Is

Only my hands...

Not for

your hands....

So...

I want too work


My hands...

I want too serve

My hands...

I want to do about

Somthing of my

Hands...

My hands is

Free for only

Sleeping time only...

my hands is

working all the times

My hands not only

Hands...

It is human workers...

Allways for my friends...

My hands...is my heart...

My heart is my hands.....

Ok...How is your hands...?