Healing Hands

If I had sweet healing hands
To heal from just my touch
I'd lay a loving hand on you
For what you need so much

If I had a magic smile
To wrap around your pain
I'd smile that smile all the while
To bring you joy again-

If I had a prophet's tongue
I'd pray in tongues of old
I'd pray thru night to bring you light,
And blessings to unfold…

But all I have are whispered pleas
Launched from folded hands
Prayers ascending, never ending,
That soon, my friend… you'll stand…

for my friend,
John Davies

Sharon Frye