Fresh at birth
So smooth and small
Fingers with such little girth
Even as you learn to crawl

So smooth and small
No longer
Even as you learn to crawl
Your hands become stronger

No longer
As you move through life
Your hands become stronger
Pulling you through strife

As you move through life
Your hands develope
Pulling you through strife
Innocence past corrupt

Your hands develope
Touching the life of others
Innocence past corrupt
But gentle as lovers

Touching the life of others
Finding a spouce
But gentle as lovers
Love unable to douse

Finding a spouce
New hands coming to Earth
Love unable to douse
Fresh at birth