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My Father’s Hands


You could turn your hands to anything.
Trowel, float, cement, stone,
Scythe, sickle, sleán, saw.
Pick, plough, harrow, hoe.
Cow-calving, horse-training.
Thresher-chest of oats and barley,
Ready for winter feeding.

Last time I saw your hands…

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