A Fathers Hand

Hands so strong form around mine;
Picking me up as I fall behind.

Hands so brown form around mine;
Teaching me of labors and working the ground.

Hands so coarse form around mine;
Showing me of what hard work and long hours will bring.

Hands so strong form around mine;
Bringing me comfort when needed the most.

Hands of an angel form around mine;
Comforting me and holding me…Always there.

–Pam