Today a man – well an artist – told me
I have beautiful hands
And I thanked, I thank, him for

He gave me cause to think of my father
Whose hands were beautiful
When they played Fats Waller
Or pointed me back to the right track

Today  I remembered
It is like to be a son
And I thank the artist, the man
For that.

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