My fingers are the link
A common feature that guaranteed
He was my father
And the same for him back through the ages.
Over the years it gave me comfort
Of all his children I had the most obvious link
Some people ask, “Did you break it?”
“No”, I say, “They’re both the same. It’s genetic.”
And now the babies come
With each new arrival I check the fingers
The sign always makes me smile.
It’s our connection
To our past
To the future.