My Daddy's
Hands
I came into the
world,
And reached for your strong hands.
My tiny fingers knew
you,
Before I could understand.
Your hands
proudly held me,
And smoothed my newborn hair.
They'd grow to love to
tickle,
And toss me in the air.
Your hands are
the teachers,
That catch and throw a ball.
That steady my two-wheeler,
And soften each new fall.
Your hands are
the guideposts,
That set and keep the rules.
Offer good advice and
wisdom,
And cheer hard work in school.
Your hands are
my anchor,
As I leave my childhood home.
Shake my hand and pat my
back,
As I live life on my own.
One day I'll
have a child,
And come to understand.
The power of the love,
Held in my
Daddy's hands.
~Author
Unknown~
