She had such kinds hands,
like a whisper in the night,
like a swallow whose in flight.

She had such kinds hands,
gentle, and yet firm,
teaching all that she had learned.

She had such kind hands,
coaxing gasps and groans,
coaxing sighs and moans.

She had such kind hands.
I pray that I will not forget
the kindest hands I’ve ever met.

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