Post No. 847
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Hands
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We hold our children’s hands
to keep them warm
and safe from harm —
and our father understands
our love is but a shadow of his own
for we are shaped and created
fashioned and turned
bowed and curved to his will
his hands smooth our lives
into his perfection and calm us
in the stillness of time
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©Denise G Allen, 30 July 2015 09:46
Adeeyoyo's Blog 
30/07/2015 at 1:17 pm
Hands can be so intimate and caring. There is comfort in hands, in having one to hold and knowing they are there. And in that his hands have shaped who we are becoming.
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30/07/2015 at 6:30 pm
Oh, yes! I see you also wrote about Hands and love the way in which you brought in birds’ wings.
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