I feel Nan’s and Mummy’s hands <br />Far away, in distant lands. <br />Eagles are soaring in the sky. <br />Ermines always try to hide. <br />Leaving home we realize <br />Youth was very very nice. <br />Our dinners in the past <br />Usually ended fast. <br />Running gaily in the wood, <br />How well I understood <br />All I’d done or did or would <br />Nan and Mummy didn’t snoot. <br />Dear me, I can’t forget <br />So much I am in debt.<br /><br />Konstantin Ananin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acrostic-5-i-feel-your-hands/
