My Hands Poem Lyrics at Florence Mosley blog

My Hands Poem Lyrics. But in me they touch where fingers link to palms. Now i raise them up so high, make my fingers fairly fly, now i clap. If i could tell the world just one thing it would be / that we're all okay / and not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these / i won't be. I know my parents made me by my hands. On my head my hands i place. Lyrics my hands upon my head i place, on my shoulders, on my face, on my hips i place them so, then bend down to touch my toe. If i could tell the world just one thing / it would be that we're all ok / and not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful / and. Nursery rhymes and lullabies, as well as free. At least i know their marriage by my hands. You could’a been a hand model. I shape a chapel where a steeple stands. My hands upon my head i place, on my shoulders, on my face, on my hips i place them so, then bend down to touch my toe. And before the laughter can escape me, i shake my head at him and squeeze his hand.

Hand Poems
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If i could tell the world just one thing it would be / that we're all okay / and not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these / i won't be. On my head my hands i place. And before the laughter can escape me, i shake my head at him and squeeze his hand. At least i know their marriage by my hands. You could’a been a hand model. I know my parents made me by my hands. Now i raise them up so high, make my fingers fairly fly, now i clap. Nursery rhymes and lullabies, as well as free. My hands upon my head i place, on my shoulders, on my face, on my hips i place them so, then bend down to touch my toe. But in me they touch where fingers link to palms.

Hand Poems

My Hands Poem Lyrics You could’a been a hand model. At least i know their marriage by my hands. On my head my hands i place. If i could tell the world just one thing / it would be that we're all ok / and not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful / and. If i could tell the world just one thing it would be / that we're all okay / and not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these / i won't be. My hands upon my head i place, on my shoulders, on my face, on my hips i place them so, then bend down to touch my toe. Now i raise them up so high, make my fingers fairly fly, now i clap. Lyrics my hands upon my head i place, on my shoulders, on my face, on my hips i place them so, then bend down to touch my toe. Nursery rhymes and lullabies, as well as free. And before the laughter can escape me, i shake my head at him and squeeze his hand. But in me they touch where fingers link to palms. I shape a chapel where a steeple stands. You could’a been a hand model. I know my parents made me by my hands.

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