His hands

May 5, 2011
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His hands
The ones I love to hold
They're warm and caring.
Always letting me learn for my mistakes
Brushing the hair out of my face
Never letting me go

His hands
The ones that are glued to a PlayStation controller
That never gave up on me
the hands that pick me up when I trip
His long fingers and tan skin
The same hand that waves at me in the hall.
Oh how i love those hands and their owner
Used for playing musical instruments
No battle scars or flaws

His hands
That wipe away tears when I'm upset
Not the hands that grip only my hand but in my heart
The hands I never want to forget,
His hands.

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