"The Hand" by Nicki Horton

Life starts with a baby and ends with a tear
It goes by so fast that you’re overcome with fear

You’re happy you’re sad
You’re mad you’re glad
You think life couldn’t get this bad

Then a hand is set upon your shoulder
Knocking your fears away like a giant boulder

A river washes all your troubles away
Sending them out your opposite way

This hand watches over you
It sees everything you do

This hand may take the ones you love
And store them up way above

It may have been your friend, child, or wife
But trust me their leading a way better life

This hand brought them to where they should be
Which is watching over you and me

Now are you getting what I'm trying to say?
So pay attention each and every day

You know who the hand belongs to
The one who created me and you

-Nicki Horton (my niece, age 12)