Hands so Small

Another one for my precious little girl.

 

Her hands so small                 

Tucked inside of mine                       

I stroked her fingers               

And checked each line           

 

So new I thought                               

Untouched by the world        

Not harsh and hardened        

Softly impearled                    

 

Her infant hands

Too weak and little

She relied on me

For her bottle

 

Time carried on

She learned how to walk

She held onto me

Now she talks

 

Crossing the street

Two hands together

Throws sweet smiles at me

Jokes and laughter

 

Independent

Her hands now remote

Standing on her own

Motherhood wrote

 

Remembering----

 

Her hands so small

Tucked inside of mine

Stroking her fingertips

Missing each line

Author's Note

Started for a contest.

Reviews

[Emily B]

this is wonderful, pulled at my heartstrings . . .

[Christine]

Dude, I can totally relate to this because of my little girl. They're growing up way too fast, sometimes I'd like to freeze time and keep them little, but alas we must let them go and grow up. It's tough. Very tough! Great poem, sent me back in time to when my little girl was a baby. :-)

[Silver_Moon]

Wow! This is really wonderful. I can relate to it even though I am not a parent yet because I took care of my nephew since he was a newborn. Love of a parent is really strong and powerful yet sometimes it hurts to see that they begin to learn on not to depend too much on their parents. I feel hurt when my nephew prefers her mom instead of me and of course he will because it's his mom! :)

Nice write!