Once Had a Handicap

Once Had a Handicap Thumb I did see looked like a thimble; Should this become my writing symbol? Every time when poetry I went to write Could not hold whole hand real tight. Deformed thumb by God had been made; For writing want an improvement grade And God to me many times He had said, You will have trouble buttering your bread. That thimble of mine does get in my way God said I should say prayers each day He will hold my thumb so it won't tremble And would take off my troubling thimble. Thumb grew large when it was warm God finally had fixed my thumb's form; With thumb and fingers poems can write Now that I can hold my hand real tight. Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2013 Wrote this when I first joined Poetry Soup. Reminds me of Trump making fund of a handicapped reporter.