Explaination:

i have my dad's feet
small flat skinney long
i remember this,
stoned, drunk, watching them
stomp along to the music.
my roots that ground me
long hard fast secure
to the past that will make
my future all the brighter.
my small tan hands, artificially
sprayed there for a day
that means forever.
these hands hold a day
more complete than the previous.
each becoming perfect in
our fumbling way of love.
we are seeking sincerely,
ourselves, the most.