Friday, December 2, 2016

reflecting

These hands...
 
 
hit home runs...developed pictures during the Vietnam war...
held our babies and now his granddaughters...
they taught our kids how to dribble basketballs, ride bikes and drive cars...
they kept a roof over our heads and comforted us in trying times.
 

 
They held back tears in doctor's offices...
drove teenagers to college...
and buried love ones.
 
They hold a mountain of trust.
 
~b is for beacon
 




3 comments:

  1. Ankara'nin en iyi kurye sirketi olan
    kurye ankara hizmette
    sinir tanimiyor...

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  2. What a great post!! Those hands belong to my hero, my mentor, my dad!

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