how many hands
to receive you as you first breathed in this world
to cradle you in the blessing of love
to shape you along the patterns of grace
how many hands
to hold your tiny fingers as you ventured to walk
to push you on the swing so you could fly
to steady your bicycle as you learned to ride
how many hands
to place candles on your birthday cakes
to applaud you in school plays
to join your hands in prayer
to guide you on the path toward kindness
how many hands
to catch your sorrow
when you learned life was not
as gentle as you thought
to cling to when your heart fell broken
how many hands
to join in friendship
to dance with in laughter
to lead you in wisdom
how many hands
to paint the sky?
how many hands
until you hold mine?
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