Heinle's Hands

These hands are nothing new to me

They seem like any pair

They don't seem rough or broken down

But, oh, these hands are rare

These hands have touched my child's heart

And in turn have touched my soul

These hands were made and blessed by God

And they will try to make her whole.

I never knew a pair so strong

Who knew just what to do

When a baby breaks and nearly leaves

These hands just might come through

I'm jealous of this pair of hands

That sees backstage

Sees ill, and gets to act

So here I sit, doing what I can

Using my lens to feel less trapped

I won't forget this pair of hands

No matter what the next day brings

Perfect or not, these hands were here

And now my daughter's heart can sing

                                         -Sunley's Mom