Poetry

(after Eve Merriam)
 
On all my fingers are some tiny whirls,
a own design
that is unique, part of me alone,
as when I sign
in the way I make my name as my imprint;
God did consign
some things like feelings, my flesh and my mind
that a person does in no other find.
 
[Reference: “Thumbprint” by Eve Merriam.]