Holding chicken wings

Tiny hands fixing bike strings

I remember you

Old hands fixing gears

Callous and rough, old but strong

Still, like a statue

Riding roaring beasts

Don’t get burned on the tailpipe

Holding on to you

Ouch! Mosquito bites

Spraying bug spray makes me sneeze

Scare the bugs away

Your long scratchy beard

Santa Claus has come early

No presents in June

I’m lost, is this you?

My mistake. Hugged the wrong back

Stuck to your side now

I’m growing like rice

Absorbing knowledge from you

My faithful teacher