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The Father's Hwereand
The Father's Hwereand
The hands which picked us up with love when we were born
The hands which made us to play
The hands which held tightly when we fall
The father's hand .
The hands which held us close to the heart
The hands which held us to stand straight
The hands which held us with warmth
The father's hand .
The hands which dropped us at the gates of school with happiness and sadness
The hands which touched us with care and love
The hands which bought everything we love
The father's hand .
The hands which scolded us for our naughtiness
The hands which always pointed out the right way
The hands which clapped for us proudly
The father's hand.
The hands which worked hard for us
The hands which we are not even holding for a while now
Now his hands are not moving; the hands which wished to hug his children for the last time
The hands we can hold in the bad time of our life, but now the hands vanished
The father's hand.
