Poem : Dad’s Hands
Dad’s hands were king-size and strong.With his hands, he built our homeAnd fixed all the broken things.Dad’s hands gave generously, served humbly,and loved mom tenderly, unselfishly, completely, unendingly. With his hand, Dad held me when I was small,steadied me when I stumbled,and guided me in the right direction.When I needed help, I could always count … Read more