With my two hands
I can cook a meal to feed my body and my loved ones.
I can massage away pain and give a short relief for aching muscles.
I can garden! Oh the Joy!
Create resources which I get to harvest myself!
With my two hands
I can make music, the very language of the universe.
I can write, immortalize my story.
With my two hands
I can make a difference
I can change my life.
Written 11 March 2021. For more of my poems, you can visit A Season of Poetry at the shop.
This can be a much longer poem! It is a lovely thought.
With my two hands i can greet you, and thank you for writing this, and with my two hands, pray others will think about this as well.
thank you!!!!