to you they're just your hands
you see them old and worn
to me they are my sanctuary
keeping me safe and warm
gentle is their touch
as they wipe away my tears
as so often they have done
lovingly through the years
they reach out and take my hand
when they know i'm feeling scared
because a situation pops up
for which i'm unprepared
they soothe me off to sleep
as they hold me close at night
i slip off so peacefully
as i know my world is right
so when you look at your hands again
see them as i do
know my sweet with all my heart
i love those hands
and you
