In His Hands

In the tender age of “little girl” 
she became an adult, a little mama.
Never one to whine, 
not prone to drama,
She was the older sister. 
She gave the wheel a whirl. 

For my oldest daughter --
she knows what it is about.  
Oct 6 2011 Charles Henderson
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January 25, 2012 at 10:27 AM
I wish I had a better understanding on the forms of poetry so I could give you a clear confident comment on your writing. I will tell you I do love reading poetry. I thank you for sharing yours today I enjoyed reading it Charles. Love, Carol
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