Those hands they do so much they cook, clean and take care of us. As the ring
sits on the finger it glimmers in the light as she works. The hands turn the
pages of the book as they fill with excitement, for every new paged turned. When
people are sick they get better when those hands touch them. As she helps people
get off on their day, and takes out time for us to work at our schools. The
house is clean but those hands are still working non-stop. But when it's time to
rest, the hands touch the remote to find it's favorite show that those hands
love. But when it's time to get up to start the whole day over, those hands work
again. Those hands that I talk about belong to my mother. Those are very special
hands.