These Hands

Fall 203

What will my hands make today?

They are open and ready for anything.

I wonder what I can fit in them

and if I can grasp it or just give it a fling.

 

I have so much potential in what I can do.

They can open and close, they can wriggle and snap.

They can count and be crossed,

clutch and make words just like that.

 

In the palm of these hands,

they can hold your heart.

Always connected to you

back from my start.

 

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