This hand fed me when I was an infant crying out loud in hunger ...
This hand pulled me up when I fall down while I was learning to walk...
This hand guided me when I was lost...
This hand cared for me when I was sick...
This hand hitted me when I was naughty...
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This is my mum's hand.
I am enjoying its warmness while I can.
I am eternally grateful to this HAND
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