miss universe:

thanks for all
hello miss chandni

miss universe:

Such beautiful,beautiful hands!!
they're neither white nor small;
And ya,i know,would scarcely think
That they were fair at all.
i've looked on hands whose form and hue
A sculptor's dream might be,
Yet are these aged wrinkles hands
Most beautiful to me
Such beautiful,beautiful hands!!
Though heart were weary and sad
These patient hands kept toiling on
that the children might be glad,
I almost weep when looking back
to childhood's distant day!
i think how these hands rested not
when mine were at thier play
Such beautiful,beautiful hands!!
they're growing feeble now,
And time and pain have left thier mark
On hand,and heart and brow
Alas!alas! the nearing time
AND THE SAD,SAD DAY TO ME
when 'neath the daisies,out of sight,
these hands must folded be.
But oh!beyond the shadowy lands,
Where all is bright and fair,
I know full well these dear old hands
Will palms of victory bear;
When crystal streams,through endless years,
Flow over golden sands,
And where the odl are young again
i'll clasp my mother's hands