Hands

HANDS

Hands slap us into this world,
Hands close our eyes when we depart.
Inbetween, Hands, Hands, Hands ...
Hands to hold us,
Support our first steps.
Hands of comfort,
Hands of love,
Hands giving the blessing from above.

It is good to shake hands in the street,
And smile with those you meet.
Hands make, break, fight, create,
Hands help, hands save,
Brown, white, pink and lined,
Telling of the passing time.
Clap your hands and say Hooray!
Because It IS a lovely day.

Gill Willis