I have just paraphrased the poem "Beautiful Hands" written by Ellen M.H. Gates. Could you please have a look at it for grammar mistakes?
'Beautiful hands' refers to the hands of the poetís mother.
The poet states that 'they donít lack any color or hue.' He goes on to say they are as 'artistic as a sculptorís dream might be.' even though they are old and creased, they are still perfect to him.
Further, he says that, although the body is a total wreck and the heart is weary, the hands are still busy making children happy.
The poet says it brings tears to his eyes when he recalls his childhood and thinks how those same hands were always busy while he played.
As he gets lost in his thoughts, worries begin to arise and grip him tightly. Those beautiful hands are slowly deteriorating, and the day must come when they will vanish from the world.
However, he finallyconsoles himself by saying that, when in heaven, these lovely hands will be strong and youthful and the day will come when he can hold them as he had in his youth.