Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Daddy's hands

I used to take my little hand and put in on your palm if you closed your fingers my hand disappeared
I used to fold your fingers down one after another strong and worn biggest hands in the world
This morning it was raining and a tiny hand held mine opening, closing
Thanks for teaching me how

2 comments:

Napalm said...

IT'S BEAUTIFUL!!!!!

Tear...

Shannon2-24 said...

This poem is sweet.