These
hands
Held me tightly, as I came into this world...
They wiped away all my tears, as I grew into
a girl
These
hands
Brushed my hair, and drove me to school each
day...
They hugged me up when I fell down, and sent
me on my way
These
hands
Were there to guide me, through those painful
teenage years...
They always held on lovingly, and caressed
away my fears
These
hands
Gave me endless strength, when life was so
cruel to me...
They taught me love and kindness, the touch
that set me free
These
hands
Are a beautiful blessing, sent from our God
above...
These delicate hands of my mother, these hands
I will always love
Teresa Wilson ~ Mother's
Day 1997