With These Hands

With these hands, I've scratched a living
From morning till night
With these hands, I've held my baby tight
As He cried out in the night
Comforting him alright...
With these hands I held you close held you tight
Over you softly these hands have whispered
As I kissed you in the darkness of the night
These hands has touched your visage
Touched your mind your heart
Softly whispering away into the night
These hands have wiped away your tears
As you cried in the darkness of the night
Holding on for life so dear
These hands have held you close to my heart
Even though you brushed them aside
But with these hands, I've touched
I've touched your heart your soul your mind
I've touched your mind with mine
Right through the night as we held tight
In a vice, holding me whispering, through the night
Escaping not the imprisonment of your vice
With these hands, I've made you cry out
In the darkness of your night
This sense at my fingertips as I touched
& kissed your lips your eyes
As I said good night sleep tight
And this sense upon your lips as I brushed
Yours with mine!
Gazing into your eyes
With these hands, I held your visage
As I touched your mind with mine!

             By Connie James...