The Handshake (poem)

Some would try to persuade you,
That all begins with the eyes
That they open up a window
And let you see inside

But eyes are made for looking out
And not for looking in.
A surer way to get a read
Means going skin to skin

(Before your mind runs off with you,
I mean a handshake, pure and true)

Shake that person by the hand
Treat them to a smile
You’ll know all you need to know
Solely from their style

Too limp and they’re a lettuce
Too firm and they’re a bully
Too wet means they’re all slippery –
Understand this fully!

So when you meet someone new
Grasp that hand just right
Greet them with a “how do you do?”
And your future’s looking bright!

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Author: Al Lane

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10 thoughts on “The Handshake (poem)”

  1. Gosh, this brought a smile to my face… I shook hands with someone new not that long ago and he said, “Wow, you have a firm handshake!” I smiled and thought, years of being the CEO of a company left me with something , eh? 😉

      1. Are you kidding… I LOVED that time in my life, made great friends, grew like a weed and left a legacy that still stands today (thank God). In fact it just made Time Magazine for a needle in a hay stack opportunity that brought priceless press to a small town Public Access Television studio crew! I have been blessed beyond belief!

  2. Ah, going into a handshake with pumped sales guys and senior execs (all male) means that you have to gird your palms (rather than your loins – that would be a lawsuit if they made a grab for that). Be prepared to meet force with force – but not so much that you end up in some kind of fight…

    1. I still remember a handshake from my wife’s uncle, a handyman by trade. I’d been warned he was “a little firm”. I think it took three days for my hand to regain its shape

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