One of my favourite poems

" I saw you hide your hands in line,
behind that lady fair,
I noticed too, hers soft and white
immaculate from care.
But Ma, I say, it's no disgrace
to have workin hands like you,
and had she lived the life you have,
She'd have hands just like it too...

...So you see, my dearest mama
yours are hands of love.
And I bet the Lord wil notice when he greets you from above."

Tommi Jo Casteel