Loving Hands


Max Bygraves (16 October 1922 – 31 August 2012 ) sang ‘You need hands’ in 1958.
What you may not know is that he wrote it too.

 You Need Hands lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

You need hands
To hold someone you care for
You need hands
To show that you’re sincere
When you feel
Nobody wants to know you
You need hands
To brush away your tear

When you hold a brand new baby
You need tender hands to guide them on their way
You need hands
To thank the Lord for living
And for giving us this day

 When I look at mine these days, they are a long way from the nail bitten, spot and wrinkle free straight fingered appendages of yesteryear.

Yet when I think about it, they are and have been, so much more.

piano handsThey have produced beautiful music, which I am told, has brought pleasure to many.
I write, not so much with pen and paper now as it becomes too painful after a while, but through a different kind of keyboard.

If I hit the right spot, they bring pain relief to my Hubby with massage.
(He says it’s a shame we can’t bottle and sell it, as we’d make a fortune.)

card 3I make simple greetings cards for all occasions, even if I do get frustrated with the fiddly bits.
In my childhood, I embroidered simple linens.
I prepare, cook and present meals, desserts and cakes. At a pinch, I can make fondant flowers.
I can touch, hold and feel things, from the most exquisite fragile delicate porcelains and flowers to puppies, babies, important loved ones and not forgetting stroke the dog.
I can embrace My Man in the fiercest of hugs, drawing him to me, to let him know I care.

I can hold his face in my palms, kiss him gently and make him smile by this simple act of taking him by surprise.

tools(I can also pass him his tools as he tinkers with his latest toy or is fixing something in the kitchen)

holding handsI can give reassurance to someone unsteady on their feet by taking their hand in mine to let them know I will not let them fall.
Simply by taking someone’s hand, they know they are not alone.
My hands have given comfort to those in times of pain or sorrow.

They are expressive in giving directions or trying to convey the extent of my emotions.
I can offer my hand in friendship, trust and honesty.

handshake(Note: I went for this image as there are some pretty dodgy looking handshakes in google!)

I respect the hands that make the signs of language to the deaf.
I admire the hands and skill that save lives.

And a couple of nights ago I needed such a hand in a big way.
Waking up in the middle of the night, I could not get my breath.
Neither could I clear my airway.
Hubby was immediately there to sit me upright and thump me on the back.

His hands were then rubbing my back to calm and soothe (and take away the sting) .
His hands were telling me I was going to be OK and he was there.
Such capable hands.
Reassuring hands.
Loving hands.

loving handsLoving Hands Table Sculpture


About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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