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Daddy’s Hands

/ pastorpete51 / 2 Comments 
Daddy’s hands were wrinkled
Though he never seemed to care
Each day they opened for his work
At night folded for his prayer

Those furrows on his palms ran deep
And I often wondered why
The years had left their messages
Like old friends passing by

But now when I bend down to help
My grandson trying to stand
If I look, I find that I
Have got my Daddy’s hands!


Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up.
Deuteronomy 11:19 ESV

My Daddy's Hands
by Peter Caligiuri
copyright 2024
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Hands Wide Open

/ pastorpete51 / 5 Comments 
His hands wide open
Stretched to hold 
Kind Joseph’s calloused palm 
Then reached to grasp sweet Mary’s hair
That was gently hanging down

Hands that multiplied five loaves 
Held a child in their embrace
Lifted a man to walk again
Then touched a leper’s face

Hands that shared the wine and bread
And washed our dirty feet
Were nailed wide open on the Cross
Their work for us complete

Hands Wide Open by Peter Caligiuri
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