Handy

18

When you were born, I held you in the palm of my hand.

When you were old enough to walk, I held your hand so you wouldn't fall.

When you were ready to meet the world, I showed you how to shake hands.

And now that you're grown up, I'll watch your hand waving goodbye.

Until you return again, and you can put your hand back into mine. 

And I will hold it for as long as I can.

Until it is time for me to put your hand into his.