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-those hands-those hands tell a story,
they're soft and gentle,
kind and warm,
those hands can feel,
those hands were aging, but they were still strong,
they held me close, when i was young,
they told me stories, and made me laugh,
those hands belonged to someone special, someone caring,
they taught me lessons i won't soon forget,
they pointed out things i did wrong,
they told me a story of a lifetime of accomplishment,and a world of knowledge,
those hands held mine, when i needed them most,
those hands kept me safe and warm,
and told me to never give up,
those hands grew old, but never lost they're touch,
they still brought me joy and helped me grow,
told me of my faults and let me learn on my own,
those hands were safe and friendly,
always offering guidance and always accepting,
those hands grew wrinkled, but i loved them so,
they told me how much they cared and let me be myself,
they became spotted and robbed of beauty, but not of essence,
those hands meant so much to me, and helped develop my spirit,
those hands became lifeless, but i still feel they're touch,
those hands i will not soon forget,
there's a handprint on my heart, that will never go away,
it belongs to those hands, that i loved so,
those hands were soft and they were kind,
those hands taught me not to fear or regret for lost time,
told me not to cry over spilt milk, or the things we forget,
to find the happiness in life, and live it,
to be who you want, and to not make excuses,
to follow your heart, and be proud of your successes,
those hands taught me to not dwell on the bad, but to embrace the good,
to never give up, and help who you can,
to be kind, 'do unto other what you would like them to do unto you',
those hands taught me to be optimistic, and to care for the future,
to keep my chin up and take a step forward,
to be my own person, and speak my mind,
those hands taught me to stand up for myself,
those hands i will not soon forget,
every now and then i feel they're touch,
there's a handprint on my heart, that will never go away,
it belonged to those hands, the ones i loved so.
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Comments: 6
medusa11 [2005-05-24 15:31:54 +0000 UTC]
i'm guessing this is about a grandparent or somebody like that? i can relate to it
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daveyrocsmysocs In reply to medusa11 [2005-05-25 00:04:15 +0000 UTC]
yes, it's about my grandpa, he was great and i loved him so.
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lifeeternal13 [2005-05-23 02:48:40 +0000 UTC]
*points at the poem, at the lines about being happy* Why didn't you take that advice?
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daveyrocsmysocs In reply to lifeeternal13 [2005-05-23 13:02:57 +0000 UTC]
haha, i did..i am happy.
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