When I Threw the Unhandy Gloves Away

When I threw the wee unhandy gloves away, The smiling little cold hands watched the display, And the clock struck ‘high five’ and chimed ‘hooray’ Putting gloves on small hands can cause much dismay, No more small fingers to get stuck or go astray, When I threw the wee unhandy gloves away Mitts slide gracefully upon small hands without delay, Grown-ups - think of the precious time saved in a day, And the clock struck ‘high five’ and chimed ‘hooray’ Before, ten minutes less coffee time – not okay! I wrote to my local politician that same day, When I threw the wee unhandy gloves away In a fiddly box little fingers cannot sway, With Mitts there is space for growing hands to sashay, And the clock struck ‘high five’ and chimed ‘hooray’ Gloves relegated to the bin to stay, Consignments of mittens now on their way, When I threw the wee unhandy gloves away, And the clock struck ‘high five’ and chimed ‘hooray’ Date: 05/01/23 Contest: Of what use are gloves to fingers that only understand mittens Sponsor: John Lawless