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Cover made of marble and pearl holds the secrets of a unique girl.

	Emma M.H. Gates
	Emma M.H. Gates


Beautiful Hands SUCH beautiful, beautiful hands, They're neither white nor small; And you, I know, would scarcely think That they were fair at all. I've looked on hands whose form and hue A sculptor's dream might be, Yet are these agéd wrinkled hands Most beautiful to me. Such beautiful, beautiful hands! Though heart were weary and sad These patient hands kept toiling on That the children might be glad. I almost weep when looking back To childhood's distant day! I think how these hands rested not When mine were at their play. Such beautiful, beautiful hands! They're growing feeble now, And time and pain have left their mark On hand, and heart and brow. Alas! alas! the nearing time-- And the sad, sad day to me, When 'neath the daisies, out of sight, These hands must folded be. But, oh! beyond the shadowy lands, Where all is bright and fair, I know full well these dear old hands Will palms of victory bear; When crystal streams, through endless years, Flow over golden sands, And where the old are young again, I'll clasp my mother's hands. Zabethlyburn · Thu Dec 11, 2008 @ 06:26am · 0 Comments


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