Hand

Heres my hand
although its small,
it can pet a puppy
and throw a ball.
it can use a crayon
for a work of art.
it can draw a flower,
house or a heart.
it can hold tightly
when we cross the street,
it often drops crumbs
when its time to eat.
it can touch your face gently
to show that i care.
you know that i love you
when i put it there.

by kendra white