These Hands Poem by Tebogo Angela Poen

These hands have done it all
They have raised and saved
They have lifted, cuddled and wrapped
They have slapped, pinched and smacked


They have washed and ironed
They have cleaned and dusted
They have cooked, dished and fed
They have sowed
They have planted, watered and harvested

These hands have joined together with others in prayer
These hands were laid on the sick and they recovered
These hands have built, shaped and moulded the person I am today
These are my granny's hands

I am the product of these hands