Read, Write Poem prompt

An Ode To Hands

big, small
old, young.
each one
has a story
to tell.
they flit
and they flutter,
they talk,
with no words.
lined with
every passing
year, each hand
can a speak a
million voices.
hard and callused
they tell the tale...
of a hard days work.
soft and smooth...
they show the many
pampered days.
each finger has
something to say.
whether ringed,
or tattooed,
painted, or chewed.
through the touch
of a hand, one can
tell a true loves heart.
hands, soft, familiar,
beautiful hands.