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:
Hands are underestimated and forgotten most of the time aren't they? Beautiful memory filled piece. x
That is wonderful. Hands are sexy and strong and a big part of how we communicate. Wonderful poem.
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!
"I have loved them all these years."
It doesn't get any better than that.
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