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MY FATHER'S HANDS

my father's hands

are not like mine

his hands were big

when i was small

his hands were hard

he built a house

his hands were warm

they are still big

my father's hands

he is not tall

maybe his hands

are not that big

my son is small

his hands are soft

are they like mine

we'll wait and see

March 2008