These hands have built things
They have broken things
They have swung a hammer
They have turned a wrench
They have been dirtied with oil, mud and grime
These hands have caressed a woman
They have held a newborn child
They have carried a casket
They have applied discipline
They have wiped away tears
These hands have taught lessens
They have been folded in prayer
They have bled, bruised and ached
They have given more than anyone will ever know
Thank you Dad