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With Those Hands Of ‘Yours…!'With those hands of ‘yours,' you made me well again, Eased my fears and rid my pain! Gave me back a life that I thought I'd lost, When to the side I'd been firmly tossed. But all that's over and my life has begun anew, And so this special poem is especially for you! I lived in a nightmare as black as could be, There was no light at the end of the tunnel for me! I didn't know what to do, how to go on, There was nowhere to hide, nowhere to run! But along came you and your magic hands, And you let me into new - bright lands. For the life I had, is finally no more… And because of you I have walked through a new door! So with ‘my' hands and ‘my' brain - now so prolific … I want to say ‘Thank You!' Cos I think you're terrific! I Do Too! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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