Lending A Hand

• Elly Ireland, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2017

Lending A Hand

Sometimes you feel sad because you
Can’t do it, sometimes you leave a finger
Mark on the things that you love

I will grow up someday and all those
Finger marks will faded away

So here, I leave one finger mark just
To let you know how small my fingers Were

I left one fingerprint on that piece
Of furniture, I want you to know I will
Always lend a hand no matter
How old I grow.