Hands in my life
Posted in hands, love, poetry, tagged love, poetry, women on April 20, 2008 | No Comments »
I watch women’s hands.
I learn from them.
Some hands are open.
Some hands are closed.
Some hands are baking.
Some hands are making
clothes, mending or brand new.
Some hands will always have to “make do.”
Some hands are willing.
Some have no choice.
Some are speaking instruments
For those without voice.
Grandmother’s hands were cleaning, crocheting, caressessing.
With her hands there was no second guessing. Now [...]
