I love my daddy's big hands Its like gripping a baseball bat He swings my hands in interlock My eyeballs go up down up down like a bouncing ball I love my daddy's big hands Throwing me up where the wind can't Catching me back when the wind can't Its the only intervals am taller than him I love my daddy's wide palms Scars gave it beautiful markings Tiny little lines across a map They tell me just how hard he works I love my daddy's big smile I gave it to him when I was born Its my first gift to him as his son He says he is proud of me Wrote this poem cos I am proud of him too I love him so much I wish you do Love your daddy the way I do Paul AremoOluwa