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Two Soiled Hands

Two Soiled Hands

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It was a day of blue sky and golden sunshine,

My heart full of hope, my demeanor benign.


Spring had waved its magic wand,

Blooms on the trees, water lilies in the pond.

 

A day smelling fresh and new, 

The world painted in rainbow hue.


It had been ages I worked my garden,

Let’s plant some flowers, I decided all of a sudden


My daughter all of four,

Excited, came to help me with the chore.


As I removed the weeds,

She went around planting seeds.


She dug soil with her tiny hand,

Talking to the plants as long lost friend.


I saw her hard at work, 

Yet, not a whine or smirk.


Her innocence soothing my soul,

Her laughter mending me whole.


Where had I broken, I knew not,

Life I had treated an enemy to be fought.


I had been chasing wrong dreams,

But future still gave me a chance to redeem.


Two pair of dirty soiled hands it took,

To bring a change in my outlook.


All those moments I lost in a fake race,

Time to gather them back, slow my pace.


This laughter filled moments now my goal,

A gardener of my child’s life, my new role.


Time to take her on life’s adventures,

To teach her to be unique and not a caricature. 



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