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