The Shaper

Published January 18th, 2007

I watched you yesterday Helping the kids 

Shape their surfboards Your eyes sparkled 

With their requited love Your hands were 

Sheathed in dust I remember speculating 

About those hands When I first met you 

Trying to decide Whether they were 

Good hands Or not 

If they would bring me Pleasure or pain 

They proved to be loving Dependable hands 

The hands of a hero Hands that have shaped lives 

As well as surfboards Toughening 

Molding Transforming 

Loving 

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