Her hands

Her hands

Hers were the hands that held me and called my name, When I as a little babe into this world I came. She took my hands in hers as she taught me to walk, It was to her I called out when I first learned to talk.   Hers were the hands that put me to bed, Wiped away every tear that I ever shed. […]

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