Father's Hands ~

 Cradled in my hands
I soak in
once again

the warmth

of

his heart and life

 

Large

  they were

Gentle

  carving, creating, crafting

Hands

  that labored

  soothed

  guided

  helped

Father’s hands

  I feel them

  warmly

Embracing

  wood, forest

  quietness

  family

  friend

My father’s hands

  instruments of love

~ ~ ~

my father took up the hobby

of carving

the

last ten years

of

his life
~ ~ ~

This is a repost from December of 2009

in

memory
of him

and

his quiet gentleness

Little Ones ~

the

hands

of

the future

let's

hold them

gently

and

responsibly

The Challenge ~

Can you

lend

a hand

of blessing

this Christmas?

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We are

blessed

to be a blessing.