“Helping Hands”

Where would I be
Without the helping hands
That have reached out to me
Through the years?

Helping hands
That beckoned on
When hope seemed gone.

Helping hands
That have reached down to me
To pull me up,
That I at last may see
The golden cup
Of destiny.

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