My Father's Hands Are Beautiful

Although he had divorced Jims mother when Jim was about 7-8 he.

My father's hands are beautiful. Nurture and nature we have come to understand. There has been a part stuck in my head and I cant find the version. He didnt take us for trips.

Now a spotted wrinkled road map that time sun and sweat have hardened them to a painted tortoise shell. Father I abandon myself into your hands. When I Was Young I Was Scared Of My Strict Father Today He Is 90 And I am His Friend Confidant.

He kissed each finger tenderly. On one he placed a ring. Written in calligraphy with a really nice treatment to the title this mom loved her personalized gift.

My Fathers Hand. That broke in the toil of the day. Her Hands Poem.

Fathers parenting wisdom. My fathers hands worked the land holding the steering wheel of the tractor guiding it down the long straight rows. That they held my tiny hand deep within.

Read the following are beautiful. My hands are 7 12 long from tip of middle finger by 3 12 wide across the palm. A father is a parentapparently so.