POETRY~ Hand Resume

hand

Hand Resume

These same hands

that climbed the tree

turned the pages

swam the distance

wrote the poems

played the music

drove the roads

held the lover

rocked the babies

cooked the food

touched the gravestones

cheered the team

brushed the hair

made the deal

wrapped the presents

held the hands

raised the fists

gave the directions

typed the words

these same hands that got me here

will get me to where I’m going.

Only what matters should touch these hands.

Me and my hands chose wisely now.

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