I'm His by sandra wyllie

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Jun 2020

I'm His

eyes.
For he can’t see
or look out for
his safety.

I'm his
mouth.
For he can’t speak for
himself.

I'm his
hands.
For he can’t
make plans.

Written by

sandra wyllie 56/F

(56/F)

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