Most Important

By Lola H. Houmes

The fingers started to dispute,

And each one took his stand

To prove himself to be the most

Important to the hand.

Now, Thumb was first to state his case:

He asked the others whether

They realized ’twas he alone

Who held them all together.

“That may be true,” First Finger said,

“But living day by day

Calls for a true and faithful guide—

’Tis I who points the way.”

Then Second Finger rose in turn

To prove that he was best.

“Remember, I’m the tallest one,

And I protect the rest.”

“It’s long been true,” Third Finger said,

“That I’m most worthy of

The highest honor, since I’m asked

To wear the ring of love.”

Then Little Finger took his place

And told the others there

How useful was his smaller reach

When each one did his share.

And so they stopped their arguing,

For they could plainly see

That none is most important.

Now each serves happily.

Photo by Eldon Linschoten