Beautiful Brown Hands
I looked down at my hands,
And saw a beautiful shade of brown –
A color rich with life and culture,
A hue woven with love,
Intertwined with history and proud ancestry.
I gaze at my brown hands with new eyes –
A sense of love, pride, and belonging.
They have held my child,
Touched lives and helped heal the sick.
They have held my family close,
Guided, nurtured, and protected.
What these beautiful brown hands have done –
Is a legacy etched in time,
A testament to the power of love,
And the strength of heritage.
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