Christopher R. Kennedy

Gardener's Hands - Poem by Christopher R. Kennedy

Earthy brown, thick fingers
That seem to have sprang
From a cliff side’s red clay
Handle the petals and stems
So gently, as if with infants
Who planted me?
And does he have a
Gardener’s hands?

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 14, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 9, 2011

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