Mama's Hands

I remember mama's hands
Since I was very small
They would touch and comfort me
Picking me up when I would fall...

We used to walk together
Always hand in hand
She walked me through the countryside
To show me Gods great land...

Her hands were very small
Yet large enough to provide
Such love and tenderness
That never could be disguised...

I always will remember
The words of her touch
From her hand to my hand
That said, "I love you so much."

© 2000 Christine McClimans