I AM, YOU ARE
Monday, June 19, 2017
(My mother sent the following poem to me recently. I first wrote it on February 6, 1998)
For who I am, but
a man with many hands...
Hands that laughed with me
when I was full of joy...
Hands that held me,
when I was lost in emptiness...
Hands that guided me,
when I went astray...
Hands that lifted me up,
when I fell without hope.
A precious God given gift indeed;
for who I am is what you are
to me...A Friend.
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