My Hand

The dealer flips and shuffles the cards Over, down, back and forth, each is handled meticulously with no discard The players wait anxiously to see what they've been dealt Palms are sweaty and the heart is light for great anticipation is what's being felt My hand is what I proudly hold Be true, play it smart and have fun, that's what I've been told My hand is different and unique from that of my counterparts I must conceive this and believe this from the very start One mustn't worry about the cards his neighbor has To appreciate it, play it wisely and have fun shows class This hand! My hand! Is all i got If I'm ungrateful and frivolous, I lose my shot My hand is what I'll study Your hand is where I can not worry My hand is what I'm blessed Your hand is yours to caress My hand, I'm gonna play to win This hand, I will see through 'til the end