These Hands Poem by Dakota Ellerton
These Hands
These hands have been raised
these hands have drawn
these hands have hit
although not that strong
These hands protect
not only me
but a friend in trouble
and a friend in need
These hands can move
things in my way
in fact they're used, everyday
What would I do
without one hand
I would use the other
as a back up plan
They wave to people
they say good-bye
they whip my face
after I cry
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