I wish I’d seen your broken fingers
and stopped to ask if you needed help
but you never seemed to and I don’t
think you wanted any anyway

It’s not like I had an extra hand
that you could borrow but at least
I could have helped with a little more
of the heavy lifting than I did

I still have a copy of that note
in a spiral-bound music book on
the page to a tune I memorized
years and years and years ago

I guess I never see it much
anymore but I know it’s there
and I memorized your note too
so it all works out really

If I wrote a note for you I’m
sure it would say the same
sort of thing but the script
would certainly not stand up

Even with those broken fingers
you always did draw the most
fantastic block letters.