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The Poem that made Anna Brasher win Bold Gold Pen
Healing Hands
By Anna Brasher
I close my eyes and think of you
A picture of your hands comes through
Reminding me of times gone by
As tears well up...I softly sigh
Your hands were there to hold great books
Guiding through chess as we moved rooks
Pumping tyres on our bikes
Pushing us on...despite dislikes
Then we watched them as we grew
Explaining words that were brand new
Unwrapping ideas...you always taught
Planting in us...possibilities through thought
Your work with people showed you cared
You hugged them all...and no one stared
So when dementia grabbed you away
The loss was not...just ours that day
And though your mind has lost the plot
Your hands remain...it’s all we’ve got
The shape, the touch, the colour too
Your healing hands...shows it’s...still you
©️Anna Brasher
05/07/2018
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