I try to put my arms around you,
So that my hands meet at the small of your back.
I am too little and you are too large,
As I stare up at those teeth all packed in.
You stare back, as I begin
To grin.
Your hands hold hurt and hate,
Truth and good,
Time gone and time to come.
The hands of a giant to hold so much,
And there they lay upon my head to tousle my darkening hair.
I have tried to fit my arms around you,
To hug you and show you I care.
Now I can look you in the eyes,
But somehow you’re still twice the size.

Comments
insertponceyfre... | August 7, 2010 - 16:21
I like this Sam - especially the last two lines
samhennig | August 7, 2010 - 17:00
thanks!
samhennig | August 7, 2010 - 17:00
thanks!
shoe | August 8, 2010 - 07:36
I like it too, especially these lines,
"The hands of a giant to hold so much,
And there they lay upon my head to tousle my darkening hair."
and the last two,:}