My husband's hands
Are calloused and strong
Yet there's a gentleness in his touch
For which I daily long.
My husband's hands
Reached out in discipline and love
As our children grew up
They learned respect for God above.
My husband's hands
Willingly help and labor
For those in need
Whether family, friend or neighbor.
My husband's hands
Are loved by me
For safe in them
Is the place I want to be.
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