Your Grandma’s Hands
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Nov 8 · 1 min read
“I have my grandma’s
hands,” you said, fixed on wrinkles
belying your age,
But the hands I hold
hold my heart past years to come,
the hands that I love.
You have your grandma’s hands,
Your mother’s eyes,
Your father’s smile,
And when you hug me
Your whole family embraces me
In love and caring.

