Just like friends we are family Sharing the love that we use to be In times of trouble I will be your comforter I will

Reach out to me For I am dying Not with grief Nor through strife; But submerged in the very thought That hunger is depriving Diseases

Your hand is supporting me, And your shoulder that I will rely on they give me a sense of confidence, compassion Then feel strong and

Over which we have no control, But know that with a helping hand We could make another stand. When ever we feel troubled by life’s

Hands are the gifts of God so special. Offered to the mankind as a sign of racial. Long hands with the power of movements with

What goes round comes round, Circle of generosity and benevolence; One who treats is eventually treated, Never goes in vain or mistreated; In the court

The one who gives you a helping hand in trouble, comfort when you are sad, be your support in life, it is a friend …

Human kindness is the most dazzling solution in the time of crisis ©® K.V.K.Nair

Helping is believing. For he who helps reap God’s glory of love from the receiver. Vicente A. Valdez Jr.

Through helping hands we could surmount adversities and life’s challenges. © Elizabeth M. Cahimbing