Womanly hands

Staring down at my hands, gentle and so fragile, this is the hands of a woman, with a touch that can perform miracles, and it is with this hands I work each day, how easily the years has passed. Lightyears ago I was young and vibrant with a pencil in my hand now the handwritting has changed, Its these of a woman who knows how to carress, playfully tease and yet there is no limit to which she can bears. A woman that cares with love, hope for always the best who prays faithfully, each day everyday, that may her hands never hurt others, always gracefull and in respect of herself and those she loves dearly....