Poems written by Peter Gibbs over 60 years, inspired by romance, travel, the beauty of nature, emotions and family and friends - peterspoetry.co.uk 

Handy Fingers

 

Some sums can be a problem

And hard to understand

So when you’re in a pickle

It’s good to have a hand

There’s just one little finger

And only one big thumb

A pointer called the index

And one for rings like Mum’s

That leaves the middle finger

The longest of the bunch

And good for storing hula hoops

When on a picnic lunch

So use your hand for counting

And maths you will survive

Just add the fingers and the thumb

And you will see you’re FIVE!