Looking down
At my hands
Wonder were
the time has gone
It seemed like yesterday
These two hands
Were small and helpless
A baby’s hands
I will never forget
When these two hands
Were learning to write
A little girl’s hands
I will always remember
When these two hands
Grasped hold of another
A wife’s hands
Memories that will endure
With these two hands
That held my children
A mothers hands
Such tender times
With these two hands
That hugged my grandchildren
A grandmother’s hands
These two hands,
Many things have passed
Are still used for worship
They are God’s hands
Comments
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you VERY much for the comment and for giving me the idea! You inspired me to look at things in such a different way, I have gone through every piece that I have written and thought about the view that I portrayed in it. Thank you so much!
Still learning,
Maddie J-3
Yeah Maddie!
Whoa, keep going! This is a neat sequel, I like the idea of a sequel to a poem. You're certainly progressing as a writer, Maddie, especially in poems. GREAT JOB!!
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Whatever you are, be a good one-Abe Lincoln
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And now our hearts will beat in time/You say I am yours and you are mine...
Michelle Tumes, "There Goes My Love"
hi :)
I really like your first one! :) (the other grandmas hands!) Not that this one isn't good! :)
Keep it up!
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The Truth will set you free.
great job
Lovely Maddie! And a great companion/sequel piece :)