Saturday October 15 2016  OH THE STORY HANDS COULD TELL

 

OH THE STORY HANDS COULD TELL

Kathleen Martens

October 15, 2016

http://www.visionsofpoetry.com

 

Hands speak a thousand words.

In silent tongue they talk.

As they caress a new born babe

And teach their toddler to walk.

 

A story that exceeds what words can say

As an old lady sits quiet and still,

Hands folded serenely in silence

Which no longer do her beck and will.

 

Hands once smooth, now are veined,

Pots and pans she can no longer lift.

But those hands once cooked in mass,

Preparing for others her generous gift.

 

Fingernails now yellowed with age,

Brittle and stained with time.

But on that day so long ago

A beautiful ring slipped on so fine.

 

No thought given to all the tasks

The hands were required to do.

But as years past and pain set in

Her accomplishments became quite few.

 

Regardless the swelling and awkward bend

Of fingers that would no longer flex,

The hands devised many new ways,

Though sometimes fingers were vexed.

 

And through it all the spirit soars

Because life is so precious to live.

It is not what you can no longer do,

But to do what one can still give.

 

It may take longer to do a chore,

And the hands may need a rest,

But the joy is just being able to do

With limited movements, doing your best.

 

Oh the stories hands could tell

If they only could speak their voice.

But the attitude of those to whom they belong,

Tells the story of their choice.

 

The above poem was inspired by song I listened to today sent to me by a lady who reads my blog.  The song title is:

ONE PAIR OF HANDS

BY Carroll Roberson

 

If you would like to listen to the song you can do so by clinking on the link below.  IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL!  Be sure you have a screen for the visuals.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?v=10200715678792401

I hope the song blesses you as much as it did me.

GOOD NIGHT AND GOD BLESS YOU