Your Loving Hands

There's never been a moment
Especially, my first breath
Your loving Hands held me
Protected me from death

My skin, so very fragile
My veins for all to see
Your blood runs through them
Your blood is a part of me

I feel the daily struggle
But, no fear in my heart
Your loving Hands held me
I was Yours from the start

Each day I grow stronger
Your kiss opened my eyes
Seeing a most beautiful vision
My Mother, hearing her sighs

All these things have happened
For a reason,I am sure
Your loving Hands held me
Helped Mom and Dad endure

My eyes now see this love
Lying here in wonder, I stare
People constantly tending to me
I feel how much they care

I have lain upon Your chest
Your heart beat in my ear
Your loving Hands held me
Forever and ever, You are near

Your voice sweetly whispers
Words that I'll always know
Mom's loving hands will hold me
But, Yours will never let go.

Book by Kathleen Higham

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