Ten slender threads that weave and wind
Tools of creation, instruments of mind
They dance upon the keys, a symphony
Bringing thoughts to life, in harmony
With gentle touch, they paint and play
Crafting art, in a delicate way
They shape and mold, with precision fine
Bringing imagination, to a work divine
They hold and comfort, in a loving grasp
A gentle caress, that soothes the past
They guide and direct, with a subtle lead
Helping us navigate, through life's intricate thread
Fingers of a musician, fingers of an artist
Fingers of a lover, fingers of a scientist
Each one unique, yet all the same
Tools of expression, that bear our name.
About the Creator
Isra
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Comments (2)
And fingers of a writer hehehehe. Loved your poem!
You well crafted the different purposes of fingers!