Thumb Speak

Thumbs hold first-string
position in the hand.
They send messages
everyone understands.

Thumbs up say,
“You did it.
Go get it!”

Thumbs down say,
“You blew it.
You’ll regret it!”

Thumbs out signal,
“Get ‘outta’ here,
please disappear.”

Thumbs forward coax,
“Come here, 
gimme a hug.”

Arms form columns,
but thumbs speak volumes.

Your middle finger
speaks its own language.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Andresen Avatar
December 19, 2016 at 2:01 PM
- Yes, it does Cona :))) - Best wishes for a blessed Christmas in peace and joy - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Adams Avatar
December 19, 2016 at 5:13 PM
Thank you, Anne-Lise. And a blessed Christmas to you and yours. Plus a fabulous New Year ahead!
Duet Avatar
December 12, 2016 at 3:45 PM
Great little poem, Cona. Carole
Adams Avatar
December 13, 2016 at 5:43 AM
Thank you, Carole, for taking the time to read and leave a comment. All the best.
Bauer Avatar
December 10, 2016 at 4:54 PM
ha! i love the whole poem, cona, but you made me grin from ear to ear with your last line...
Adams Avatar
December 11, 2016 at 6:33 AM
Thanks for the visit, Ilene. Good to hear from you again. Have a great Christmas!
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