Monday, August 17, 2009

Microfantasy Monday #41

Country Girl

Your hands
Are not the soft hands of a model
White hands that caress keyboards
Pampered hands of leisure

Your hands
Have carried babies
Remodeled houses
Planted roses

Your hands
Tanned from building
And golf

Are strong
When you swing a hammer
Lay tile
Cut lumber
Creating something that wasn't there before

Are gentle
When I reach over in the morning
And run my fingers along them
And watch you smile
As you wake

They are beautiful hands
I have loved them all these years

I hope I have many more

4 comments:

vanimp said...

Hands are underestimated and forgotten most of the time aren't they? Beautiful memory filled piece. x

Kyle said...

That is wonderful. Hands are sexy and strong and a big part of how we communicate. Wonderful poem.

nettagyrl said...

I have to tell you that I enjoy "meeting" you on these little writing adventures every week! You write such awesome poetry and help me to see the kink in my beloved Star Wars. This is another winner. Thank you!

Casey Morgan said...

"I have loved them all these years."
It doesn't get any better than that.