wee words for wee ones
...once a week poetry treat for the young and the young at heart...
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Talking with my Hands
When I speak
I use my hands.
Gesturing both
Small and grand.
With my hands
I do the talking -
Both whispering
And squawking.
I express
So much more
When my hands
Swoop and soar.
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