My Hands Were Busy Poem
My Hands Were Busy Poem . My mother's hands by anonymous. I didn’t have much time to play.”. My hands were busy Cool words, Poems, Picture book from www.pinterest.com Jack (age 5) mounted his handprint poem on orange a3 paper. I’d tuck you in all safe at night, and hear your prayers; A little later, son. i'd tuck you in all safe at night