Sometimes I feel like crying because I dont know where to start. 
They have found time to relax and reel in a trout. 
She explains how the appearance of hands reflects someones life. When you think about it, hands are really useful. They can fold in prayer, throw a kiss, Or reach up and say "So tall!" This is the same movieplaying all overthe world: starring everybodywho ends up where the actionis: lights, cameras, close-upsthatused to be somebody's leg. They have seen me through both joy and strife. These hands, if not gods, then whywhen you have come to me, and I have returned youto that from which you camebright mud, mineral-saltwhy then do you whisper O, my Hecatonchire. Because my hands are much smaller than yours. But then these little hands do something magical and lifesaving they put their arms around me and they give all of their love right to me. Uncle Beto called more than two people una bola de geyes. I secretly listened to the Beastie Boys in Uncle Betos troka because I could turn it up full blast. I want her like a river goes, bending.Green moving green, moving. (This content is not subject to review by Daily Kos staff prior to publication. Join thousands of other childrens ministry leaders, getting fresh, helpful ideas delivered weekly to your inbox. Then, I painted his other hand purple and pressed it down overlapping the pink handprint to form a heart shape. Leche, not tortillas, were heated in the microgey. Each scar makes a story worth telling. 
Webrendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands From Complete Poems: 1904-1962 by E. E. Cummings, edited by George J. Firmage. until I can smell its sweet smoke, leave this thrashed field, and be smooth. And for even more ideas anddaily posts of inspiration, follow us on Facebook! When paired with education on proper hand washing, these songs can help kids engage in hand washing, remember to keep hands out of their mouth and off their face. green thorn in my eye. Remember me as I once was, caring and vibrant. Together they spent hours. Take the printed handprint poem page and place it somewhere flat like a table or on a hard floor. 
Brunch Pro Theme by Shay Bocks. So when Im feeling so overwhelmed .. like I just cant get it all done, Ill take a deep breath, look around and enjoy my messy home. My little hands are tiny now. My Centimani.My hundred-handed one? A George Washington quarter was a cuarta. Almost all of thembelieve in God. Nor is it palm and knuckles, not ligaments or the fat's yellow pillow, not tendons, star of the wristbone, meander of veins. the kick and leap of gold grasshoppers at my brow. These hands she now tends to hide away, These hands that at times make her feel ashamed. These little hands dont pretend to be perfect they just do what makes them happy. Sarah Kay B (If I Should Have a Daughter), Darius Simpson and Scout Bostley Lost Voices, This is Just to Say William Carlos Williams. Then paint kids palms so they can leave their handprints on each side of the poem. These are the hands I know and love. You have hands. There was an error submitting your subscription. My little hands reach up to you, for hugs before I sleep. and fold together when I pray. Or put smudges on the wall. These are the hands That touch us first Feel your head Find the pulse And make your bed. Sign up for newsletters to get the best of the best - straight to your inbox. isnt this what God felt when he pressed togetherthe first Beloved: Everything.Fever. I love hands like I love people. Please be understanding and kind. The way of the Cherokee for me was lost In the passing of many moons, many frosts. Arent they, too, the dark carpentersof your small church? How to grip pencils and mould poetry. "Kos" and "Daily Kos" are registered trademarks of Kos Media, LLC. The commanders are ready. When she carries a peacock feather. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. These hands have seen what hard labor is all about. Children's Ministry Magazine is the most read magazine for people who minister to children from birth through sixth grade. Reach up when I say, "so tall." leave this thrashed field, and be smooth. like you lost your rosen moon, shook it loose. Used with permission of the author. is what your friends tell you when you nearly plow into them with your bike. WebThese Hands, These Roots John Olivares Espinoza Go on, tell me My hands look like yours, Nail clipped, filed, buffed, shined. one breast a fig tree, the other a nightingale, of trigger and carve, suffering and stars, of your small church? These little hands dont pretend to be perfect they just do what makes them happy. Hands learn how to hold other hands. God gave me these hands so small, To hug my Daddy, big and tall. Uncle Jesse peddles back from Queimar with two new plaid shirts. A Million Little Diamonds A million little diamonds Twinkled on the trees; And all the little children cried, A jewel, if you please! But while they held their hands outstretched To catch the diamonds gay, A million little sunbeams came And stole them all away. My Little Hands. atlas of bone, fields of muscle,one breast a fig tree, the other a nightingale,both Morning and Evening. Since last I held them tight, Id recognize them at a I say, God, please bless my dad, My Tiny Hands. 
After kids finish painting, rinse the brushes and store the jars with the lids off. Live your life to its fullest, this is your assignment. My little hands reach up to you to thank youmy two angry sisters, my two hungry menbut you knewI just wanted to knowwhat the strings would say concerning my soul, my whelmingsolipsism: this perpetual solsticewhere one + one = everythingand two hands teach a dawdlerthe palpable alchemyof an unreasonable world. Forged fromGardening, working so deepIn the soil, they could have been roots.Fingers splintered by woodenRakes and shovels. "These little hands can wave hello. And every time either he or I would whisper a great big number to the other, pretending that we were keeping track of how many times we had held hands. These little hands are getting bigger and maturing day by day. How to hold old people and touch babies. These are my tiny hands. Childrensministry.com is your #1 source for practical, authentic ministry ideas to help you become even better at what you do bestlead kids to Jesus. Have they not burned, on the altar of your belly, eaten the bread. Am I wrongto hate their silkties and their, secret economies?Am I wrong? For Daddy to hold down the street. More Details Edit Details. She uses is at a transition into explaining all they helped her do. WebMothers Hands. green thorn in my eye. Picture a cityand the survivors: from theirwindows, some scream. Childhood is just for a short time. We touch the ball of light to one anothersplit bodies stroked bright desire-knocked. Today, I want to talk about another piece from Sarah Kay, because well because I just really like her work. Or shape a dinosaur from clay. Fingers splintered by wooden Rakes and shovels. Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Academy of American Poets, 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038, Spanglish As Experienced by a Native Speaker. Wow, Sarah Kay is really talented at making you feel the emotions behind her story. Maybe this is what Lorca meant when he said, verde que te quiero verde. 
Cute Printable Father's Day Cards and Crafts for Kids, Awesome Cartoon Characters made from Handprints. I'll be grown some day. God gave little hands to me, To wrap around my Daddys knee. WebThese are the hands That tap your back Test the skin Hold your arm Wheel the bin Change the bulb Fix the drip Pour the jug Replace your hip. On furniture and walls. the Lord my soul to keep. We care about you and the kids you serve! Know that I will still always love you, even though I'm now a part of the soil. It shakes me. and it is so late in this poem, is it okay to be clear, about the sweet grass you plantedand tell it again. I felt so bad and offered to clean her windows and she said I think its adorable and I actually want to see them on these windows for a few days! I realized then, that one day I would see that perspective, and even moreI needed to see that perspective now. Each callused palm, each cracked knuckle is a missed punch or years in a factory.Now Ive seen middle eastern hands clenched in middle eastern fists, pounding against each other like war drums. In this piece, she, as the title might imply, she discusses the power of human hands. Is it, wrong to hatethe leaders? I am a field of it, of any worry ready to flower in my chest. not for long: even todayevenhaving saidthis, even knowing thatsomeone is stealingour livesI stillhad lunch. Poems About Hands. 
My mind in the dark is una bestia, unfocused, then I am another night wandering the desire field. A hand is not four fingers and a thumb. And know youre still beside me. What Will Your Child Learn From Two Little Hands Your little one will learn a bit more about their own body and their body parts. Some might even say were passionate about helping kids and adults (thats you!) Add your poems, quotes, or title ideas to share with other members. human could meanbeneath the forgotten sky: some day one night,when the city lights go out for good, My thoughts are murder to the State and involuntarily go plotting against her. Copyright Messy Little Monster. I always thought it was so simple. I place the coins into his cupped handsAnd he stacks two neat columns of centsNext to his seat on the curb.He nods his chin half-solemnly. Atman. You are a person with hands to hold things. Great for a back to school or end of year project. God gave little hands to me, Check out all ourFathers Day posts. The next time children paint, just dampen the sponge again. STEP 2: Paint your child's little hand. Here are the lyrics of the Two Little Hands poem: Two little hands to clap, clap, clap. These little hands are my world and I hope to raise them up safe and sound. and splash me as I bathe. God gave me these hands so sweet, For Daddy to hold down the street. Normally I let feelings of frustration consume me and I feel like I am a terrible housewife and mom etc. For dark half-circlesBetween their nails, which give awayYour blue-collar status like a pair of torn jeans.This is no matter how handsome your face.I knew I had hope. Two little legs to tap, tap, tap. Finally, a sweet, a, these two potters crushed and smoothed you, into beinggrind, then curvebuilt your form up. Mommy is their comfort and happiness and they remind me of this constantly. Author: Unknown. 
And remember to love and enjoy each moment. And splash me as I bathe. These hands have done so much in my life. "The images and hands of this poem began building during Mass one Sunday. But he changed position saying No, that hand hold is for your The reading was about the laying of hands on someone, and I began thinking of how my own hands work upon a body. And keep in mind, all of these statements are trueI looked around my house and wrote about what I saw:). testing the world with your bold myopia: faithful, ready to reach out at my softest suggestion, to fly up The Lord my soul to keep. This is a poem about my Granddaughter after I rocked her to sleep one night while looking at her hands.Little Hands Your tiny, little hands are so wrinkled and new. They have lots of fun, they work and they play. testing the worldwith your bold myopia: faithful,ready to reach out at my softest suggestion, to fly up like two birds when I speak, two brown thrashers brandishing verbslike twigs in your beaks, lifting my speech the way pepper springs the tongue from slumber. The possibilitiessuddenly impossiblefeelings not felt, rememberings un-rememberedall the touches untouched: the gallant strain, of a pilfered ant, tiny muscles flexed with fight, the gritty sidewalk slapped after a slip, the pulled weed, the plucked flowera buttercup! Mommy is their comfort and happiness and they remind me of this constantly. WebThese Little Hands These little hands can wave hello Or put smudges on the wall. This is a poem about love, and fingers. I know you mamas can relate to seeing those little hands. Because I am so small. Coz we held hands everywhere. All the shoes in the house have been tried on a lot, theres no organization .. at least they are in the right spot. Webtie my shoeseven scratch my head! Its not so bad. Your email address will not be published. and dwells here, Lamp-land. It is hard not to have faith in this:from the blue-brown clay of nightthese two potters crushed and smoothed youinto beinggrind, then curvebuilt your form up. To hug my Daddy, big and tall. because I just cant do it all. Don't pine away for me at a grave site as my spirit is not there, Used with permission of the author. I have two young children, a three year old son and a one year old daughter. To which he said No way!. of your thighs, broke you to wine, to ichor, Havent they riveted your wrists, havent they. Cause hes the best a kid could have.. My little hands are tiny now, Its cool how she takes such simple topics and adds so much depth to them. I think, eventhen, I knew a seasonwould comefor us: the wind, tilting slowly, butsuddenly everyoneis under the cold, still holding onto their walletsas the government, quietly turns and dayafter day, the terrible stories, Academy of American Poets, 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038, which throbs like a traffic jam, each thought, black-bean black, vanillasuch lubricious, veins whimper: without you, my five-hearted, of my mischievous history? Some people read palms to tell you your future, but I read hands to tell your past. 
), Ways to get involved in the upcoming elections. Vapor. Heres a poem to all those mothers out there that may need some perspective on raising children. Visit our Privacy Policy and Cookie How they do things both beautiful and awfulto gently trace a throat in one moment, to hold it tightly in anothera type of sweet wreckery that makes me feel godlike and helpless all at once." Published June 22nd 2007. I stay home with my two children and I love them very much. Then paint kids palms so they can leave their handprints on each side of the poem. So here's a little handprint. Great for Mothers and Fathers day to WebSee those little hands? Five-legged pocket spiders, knuckledstarfish, grabbers of forks, whydo I forget that you love me:your willingness to button my shirts,tie my shoeseven scratch my head!which throbs like a traffic jam, each thoughtleaning on its horn. 
I have all these little hands in my house that keep busy all day. Little hands have touched all things and its obvious Im sure. Your email address will not be published. WebHands that reveal a life fully lived. WebSmall, feeble hands, now empty and cold, These hands that each day will keep growing old. 
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They have found time to relax and reel in a trout. She explains how the appearance of hands reflects someones life. When you think about it, hands are really useful. They can fold in prayer, throw a kiss, Or reach up and say "So tall!" This is the same movieplaying all overthe world: starring everybodywho ends up where the actionis: lights, cameras, close-upsthatused to be somebody's leg. They have seen me through both joy and strife. These hands, if not gods, then whywhen you have come to me, and I have returned youto that from which you camebright mud, mineral-saltwhy then do you whisper O, my Hecatonchire. Because my hands are much smaller than yours. But then these little hands do something magical and lifesaving they put their arms around me and they give all of their love right to me. Uncle Beto called more than two people una bola de geyes. I secretly listened to the Beastie Boys in Uncle Betos troka because I could turn it up full blast. I want her like a river goes, bending.Green moving green, moving. (This content is not subject to review by Daily Kos staff prior to publication. Join thousands of other childrens ministry leaders, getting fresh, helpful ideas delivered weekly to your inbox. Then, I painted his other hand purple and pressed it down overlapping the pink handprint to form a heart shape. Leche, not tortillas, were heated in the microgey. Each scar makes a story worth telling. Webrendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands From Complete Poems: 1904-1962 by E. E. Cummings, edited by George J. Firmage. until I can smell its sweet smoke, leave this thrashed field, and be smooth. And for even more ideas anddaily posts of inspiration, follow us on Facebook! When paired with education on proper hand washing, these songs can help kids engage in hand washing, remember to keep hands out of their mouth and off their face. green thorn in my eye. Remember me as I once was, caring and vibrant. Together they spent hours. Take the printed handprint poem page and place it somewhere flat like a table or on a hard floor. Brunch Pro Theme by Shay Bocks. So when Im feeling so overwhelmed .. like I just cant get it all done, Ill take a deep breath, look around and enjoy my messy home. My little hands are tiny now. My Centimani.My hundred-handed one? A George Washington quarter was a cuarta. Almost all of thembelieve in God. Nor is it palm and knuckles, not ligaments or the fat's yellow pillow, not tendons, star of the wristbone, meander of veins. the kick and leap of gold grasshoppers at my brow. These hands she now tends to hide away, These hands that at times make her feel ashamed. These little hands dont pretend to be perfect they just do what makes them happy. Sarah Kay B (If I Should Have a Daughter), Darius Simpson and Scout Bostley Lost Voices, This is Just to Say William Carlos Williams. Then paint kids palms so they can leave their handprints on each side of the poem. These are the hands I know and love. You have hands. There was an error submitting your subscription. My little hands reach up to you, for hugs before I sleep. and fold together when I pray. Or put smudges on the wall. These are the hands That touch us first Feel your head Find the pulse And make your bed. Sign up for newsletters to get the best of the best - straight to your inbox. isnt this what God felt when he pressed togetherthe first Beloved: Everything.Fever. I love hands like I love people. Please be understanding and kind. The way of the Cherokee for me was lost In the passing of many moons, many frosts. Arent they, too, the dark carpentersof your small church? How to grip pencils and mould poetry. "Kos" and "Daily Kos" are registered trademarks of Kos Media, LLC. The commanders are ready. When she carries a peacock feather. (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. These hands have seen what hard labor is all about. Children's Ministry Magazine is the most read magazine for people who minister to children from birth through sixth grade. Reach up when I say, "so tall." leave this thrashed field, and be smooth. like you lost your rosen moon, shook it loose. Used with permission of the author. is what your friends tell you when you nearly plow into them with your bike. WebThese Hands, These Roots John Olivares Espinoza Go on, tell me My hands look like yours, Nail clipped, filed, buffed, shined. one breast a fig tree, the other a nightingale, of trigger and carve, suffering and stars, of your small church? These little hands dont pretend to be perfect they just do what makes them happy. Hands learn how to hold other hands. God gave me these hands so small, To hug my Daddy, big and tall. Uncle Jesse peddles back from Queimar with two new plaid shirts. A Million Little Diamonds A million little diamonds Twinkled on the trees; And all the little children cried, A jewel, if you please! But while they held their hands outstretched To catch the diamonds gay, A million little sunbeams came And stole them all away. My Little Hands. atlas of bone, fields of muscle,one breast a fig tree, the other a nightingale,both Morning and Evening. Since last I held them tight, Id recognize them at a I say, God, please bless my dad, My Tiny Hands. After kids finish painting, rinse the brushes and store the jars with the lids off. Live your life to its fullest, this is your assignment. My little hands reach up to you to thank youmy two angry sisters, my two hungry menbut you knewI just wanted to knowwhat the strings would say concerning my soul, my whelmingsolipsism: this perpetual solsticewhere one + one = everythingand two hands teach a dawdlerthe palpable alchemyof an unreasonable world. Forged fromGardening, working so deepIn the soil, they could have been roots.Fingers splintered by woodenRakes and shovels. "These little hands can wave hello. And every time either he or I would whisper a great big number to the other, pretending that we were keeping track of how many times we had held hands. These little hands are getting bigger and maturing day by day. How to hold old people and touch babies. These are my tiny hands. Childrensministry.com is your #1 source for practical, authentic ministry ideas to help you become even better at what you do bestlead kids to Jesus. Have they not burned, on the altar of your belly, eaten the bread. Am I wrongto hate their silkties and their, secret economies?Am I wrong? For Daddy to hold down the street. More Details Edit Details. She uses is at a transition into explaining all they helped her do. WebMothers Hands. green thorn in my eye. Picture a cityand the survivors: from theirwindows, some scream. Childhood is just for a short time. We touch the ball of light to one anothersplit bodies stroked bright desire-knocked. Today, I want to talk about another piece from Sarah Kay, because well because I just really like her work. Or shape a dinosaur from clay. Fingers splintered by wooden Rakes and shovels. Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Academy of American Poets, 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038, Spanglish As Experienced by a Native Speaker. Wow, Sarah Kay is really talented at making you feel the emotions behind her story. Maybe this is what Lorca meant when he said, verde que te quiero verde. Cute Printable Father's Day Cards and Crafts for Kids, Awesome Cartoon Characters made from Handprints. I'll be grown some day. God gave little hands to me, To wrap around my Daddys knee. WebThese are the hands That tap your back Test the skin Hold your arm Wheel the bin Change the bulb Fix the drip Pour the jug Replace your hip. On furniture and walls. the Lord my soul to keep. We care about you and the kids you serve! Know that I will still always love you, even though I'm now a part of the soil. It shakes me. and it is so late in this poem, is it okay to be clear, about the sweet grass you plantedand tell it again. I felt so bad and offered to clean her windows and she said I think its adorable and I actually want to see them on these windows for a few days! I realized then, that one day I would see that perspective, and even moreI needed to see that perspective now. Each callused palm, each cracked knuckle is a missed punch or years in a factory.Now Ive seen middle eastern hands clenched in middle eastern fists, pounding against each other like war drums. In this piece, she, as the title might imply, she discusses the power of human hands. Is it, wrong to hatethe leaders? I am a field of it, of any worry ready to flower in my chest. not for long: even todayevenhaving saidthis, even knowing thatsomeone is stealingour livesI stillhad lunch. Poems About Hands. My mind in the dark is una bestia, unfocused, then I am another night wandering the desire field. A hand is not four fingers and a thumb. And know youre still beside me. What Will Your Child Learn From Two Little Hands Your little one will learn a bit more about their own body and their body parts. Some might even say were passionate about helping kids and adults (thats you!) Add your poems, quotes, or title ideas to share with other members. human could meanbeneath the forgotten sky: some day one night,when the city lights go out for good, My thoughts are murder to the State and involuntarily go plotting against her. Copyright Messy Little Monster. I always thought it was so simple. I place the coins into his cupped handsAnd he stacks two neat columns of centsNext to his seat on the curb.He nods his chin half-solemnly. Atman. You are a person with hands to hold things. Great for a back to school or end of year project. God gave little hands to me, Check out all ourFathers Day posts. The next time children paint, just dampen the sponge again. STEP 2: Paint your child's little hand. Here are the lyrics of the Two Little Hands poem: Two little hands to clap, clap, clap. These little hands are my world and I hope to raise them up safe and sound. and splash me as I bathe. God gave me these hands so sweet, For Daddy to hold down the street. Normally I let feelings of frustration consume me and I feel like I am a terrible housewife and mom etc. For dark half-circlesBetween their nails, which give awayYour blue-collar status like a pair of torn jeans.This is no matter how handsome your face.I knew I had hope. Two little legs to tap, tap, tap. Finally, a sweet, a, these two potters crushed and smoothed you, into beinggrind, then curvebuilt your form up. Mommy is their comfort and happiness and they remind me of this constantly. Author: Unknown. And remember to love and enjoy each moment. And splash me as I bathe. These hands have done so much in my life. "The images and hands of this poem began building during Mass one Sunday. But he changed position saying No, that hand hold is for your The reading was about the laying of hands on someone, and I began thinking of how my own hands work upon a body. And keep in mind, all of these statements are trueI looked around my house and wrote about what I saw:). testing the world with your bold myopia: faithful, ready to reach out at my softest suggestion, to fly up The Lord my soul to keep. This is a poem about my Granddaughter after I rocked her to sleep one night while looking at her hands.Little Hands Your tiny, little hands are so wrinkled and new. They have lots of fun, they work and they play. testing the worldwith your bold myopia: faithful,ready to reach out at my softest suggestion, to fly up like two birds when I speak, two brown thrashers brandishing verbslike twigs in your beaks, lifting my speech the way pepper springs the tongue from slumber. The possibilitiessuddenly impossiblefeelings not felt, rememberings un-rememberedall the touches untouched: the gallant strain, of a pilfered ant, tiny muscles flexed with fight, the gritty sidewalk slapped after a slip, the pulled weed, the plucked flowera buttercup! Mommy is their comfort and happiness and they remind me of this constantly. WebThese Little Hands These little hands can wave hello Or put smudges on the wall. This is a poem about love, and fingers. I know you mamas can relate to seeing those little hands. Because I am so small. Coz we held hands everywhere. All the shoes in the house have been tried on a lot, theres no organization .. at least they are in the right spot. Webtie my shoeseven scratch my head! Its not so bad. Your email address will not be published. and dwells here, Lamp-land. It is hard not to have faith in this:from the blue-brown clay of nightthese two potters crushed and smoothed youinto beinggrind, then curvebuilt your form up. To hug my Daddy, big and tall. because I just cant do it all. Don't pine away for me at a grave site as my spirit is not there, Used with permission of the author. I have two young children, a three year old son and a one year old daughter. To which he said No way!. of your thighs, broke you to wine, to ichor, Havent they riveted your wrists, havent they. Cause hes the best a kid could have.. My little hands are tiny now, Its cool how she takes such simple topics and adds so much depth to them. I think, eventhen, I knew a seasonwould comefor us: the wind, tilting slowly, butsuddenly everyoneis under the cold, still holding onto their walletsas the government, quietly turns and dayafter day, the terrible stories, Academy of American Poets, 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038, which throbs like a traffic jam, each thought, black-bean black, vanillasuch lubricious, veins whimper: without you, my five-hearted, of my mischievous history? Some people read palms to tell you your future, but I read hands to tell your past. ), Ways to get involved in the upcoming elections. Vapor. Heres a poem to all those mothers out there that may need some perspective on raising children. Visit our Privacy Policy and Cookie How they do things both beautiful and awfulto gently trace a throat in one moment, to hold it tightly in anothera type of sweet wreckery that makes me feel godlike and helpless all at once." Published June 22nd 2007. I stay home with my two children and I love them very much. Then paint kids palms so they can leave their handprints on each side of the poem. So here's a little handprint. Great for Mothers and Fathers day to WebSee those little hands? Five-legged pocket spiders, knuckledstarfish, grabbers of forks, whydo I forget that you love me:your willingness to button my shirts,tie my shoeseven scratch my head!which throbs like a traffic jam, each thoughtleaning on its horn. I have all these little hands in my house that keep busy all day. Little hands have touched all things and its obvious Im sure. Your email address will not be published. WebHands that reveal a life fully lived. 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