Daddy's Hands

"There is a special tenderness,
Within a Daddy's arms.
There's no one else to take his place,
To keep them safe and warm."

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I remember Daddy's hands folded silently in prayer

And reachin' out to hold me, when I had a nightmare

You could read quite a story in the callous' and lines

Years of work and worry had left their mark behind.

I remember Daddy's hands how they held my Mama tight And patted my back for something done right

There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man

But I'll always remember the love in Daddy's hands.

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin',

Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong.

Daddy's hands weren't always gentle

but I've come to understand

There was always love in Daddy's hands.

I remember Daddy's hands workin' 'til they bled

Sacrificed unselfishly just to keep us all fed

If I could do things over, I'd live my life again

And never take for granted the love in Daddy's hands.

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'

Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong.

Daddy's hands weren't always gentle,

but I've come to understand

There was always love in Daddy's hands.

Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'

Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong

Daddy's hands weren't always gentle,

but I've come to understand

There was always love in Daddy's hands.
~Holly Dunn~

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The above verse is an excerpt from the poem, "To My Daddy" by Allison Chambers Coxsey.
This poem can be read in it's entirety by visiting her site, Allison's Heart.

To read more of Allison's beautiful poetry, please visit Carol's site, My New Garden.