The Hand Poem

Hands… My father’s hands are very twisted They’re strong and built with lots of muscles They’ve helped me learn So many things as I have grown In my life They have helped me learn How to ride a bike They’ve helped me defend myself when needed And I have come to realize That without his hands to guide me Through this world I would not make it NOTE*** This is from my CD A Father’s Love Letters To listen to the CD please visit http://www.reverbnation.com/#/mikehamill This was written by my daughter when she was nine. One of the many reasons it’s great to be a parent :)