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Wednesday, March 11, 2009

This hand ...

This hand I have watched grow, place seed and sew never resting long, reaching
always with it's twin, to the soil and sky both apart and at the same time.
I have seen it learn with passion and teach with the tenderness of an ancient mind
who knows the value of gentle pushes and when to shove.
This hand will guide others to do great things, hurt from a life times worth of toil, clasp a younger one in a warm embrace as well as an aged one as light fails.
This hand will always care.

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