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Ten fingers, wrinkled by sixty
Years of washing clothes, dishes, soft baby skin,
Caress my cheeks; they turn back time
Six decades and again
Are soft and smooth,
No longer rough and worn.
Ten fingers clasp behind my waist
Drawing to deepest
Love I know,
Surging from heart to hands;
Ten fingers, washing, cooking, caressing,
Wrapping tight around my waist.
© by Don Lindman.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Don Lindman is a retired pastor who has served churches on both coasts and for 20 years in the Central Plains. He now lives with his wife of 60+ years in west suburban Chicago, where he writing, tennis, golf, and woodcarving. Don is the author of five books; Making a Long Story Short and The View from the River are collections of journalistic essays, Beyond Belief is a memoir, Pastor Arnie and the Accidental Presidents is a collection of short stories and poems, and Living Life from the Inside Out is a collection of religious essays.
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Anastasia:
Clever title, lovely sentiment!
Posted 02/13/2022 08:00 PM
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Jancan:
This lovely, moving poem touched my heart!
Posted 02/12/2022 09:32 AM
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Lori Levy:
So much love in those ten fingers.
Posted 02/11/2022 02:04 PM
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Michael:
Just the right sentiment, Don, and so well done. Congratulations and thanks for this well-crafted composition.
Posted 02/11/2022 11:41 AM
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KateTompkins:
Beautiful tribute. Nothing like a decades-old love.
Posted 02/11/2022 11:28 AM
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paradea:
Good poem
Posted 02/11/2022 11:16 AM
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wordartdjc:
Lovely words of love and recall...It makes one nostalgic for our own love now gone but always in our hearts.
Posted 02/11/2022 09:54 AM
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KevinArnold:
Cute title.
Posted 02/11/2022 09:37 AM
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