These hands hide my eyes from my fears <br />When I'm crying <br />These hands wipe my tears <br />These hands hold all my dreams <br />They shut my ears <br />From my own screams <br />These hands have the cure to my pain <br />They cover me from the rain <br />These hands make me better when I bleed <br />They give me what I need <br />And these hands hold my head when I'm tired <br />They write my thouhts when I'm inspired <br /> <br /> These Hands.... <br /> ....My Hands <br /> <br />By: <br />Linda Kay Wilson<br /><br />Kathleen Wilson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/these-hands-19/
