Hands
by Jowell Tan
the moment he started walking
my hands were given new tasks to do:
gripping his hand as we walk the streets
to make sure he doesn't run too far from me
holding his feet in the air
as i wipe his bum & change his diapers
pinching his face with my fingers
as i play with him before he goes to bed
and wrapping my arms around him
to comfort him when he wakes in the mornings.
my hands were given new tasks to do:
gripping his hand as we walk the streets
to make sure he doesn't run too far from me
holding his feet in the air
as i wipe his bum & change his diapers
pinching his face with my fingers
as i play with him before he goes to bed
and wrapping my arms around him
to comfort him when he wakes in the mornings.
i keep thinking of the old things
i had in my palms and held in my grasp
but then i remind myself:
"i'll have plenty of time for all of that
when he's all grown up
and will have no need for my hands."
i had in my palms and held in my grasp
but then i remind myself:
"i'll have plenty of time for all of that
when he's all grown up
and will have no need for my hands."
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Author's Note
written when my son was well into taking his first steps and started running instead of crawling
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Enjoy them while you can. They grow up so fast.
The precious times.
Very nice *
Lovely work.
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wonderful. *