Your Hands

By Danette Key

1986

Your tender thoughts are mine to hear,
Your smile & voice upon my ear.
But none else can truly be,
As gentle as your hands to me.

The privilege of your time so dear,
Your influence and spirit near,
Are but a part of your embrace,             
When hands are in the righteous place.

Your soul unique, your hands so sweet!
Oh how my mind & heart will beat,
When your look of pure delight,
Is followed by those hands aright!