The Hand Of A Man

This little baby hand

Baby Hand

Will some day be the hand of a man.

A strong man.

At some point we will pass one another.

He growing up.

Me growing old.

We won’t mark the moment that it happens.

But it will.

And when we pass

The power of my hand

Will pass to this man.

I’ll guide him as long as I can.

Until he becomes a man.

Then he can cut my grass.


And take out my trash!