These are Jeep's hands playing a tune on the steel guitar.
These hands have played music on the
Guitar, Organ, Piano, and the Fiddle for the past 70 years.
These are the hands of the 6 year old boy that loved
me when we were barely starting to school.
Although we grew up and had good lives apart
for half a century, we are now back together
and these are the hands that hold mine each night
as we say our prayers and go to sleep.
These are the hands that open doors and pull out chairs for me.
These hands are strong yet soft as a baby's skin.
These are the hands that reach for mine when we give thanks
to God at mealtime for all the blessings He has given us.
These are the hands of my husband.