HOLDING HANDS
HOLDING HANDS
Together we held hands throughout the years
And made sure we could hear each other’s breath.
I was completely loved from toes to ears
And still am, though she passed through dark and death.
I love her still though I can’t feel her hand
(Except sometimes, I think I really do!)
She is my darling – I await the sand
That falls and will one day take me off, too.
But now, for now, I’ll seek another wife,
In seven years, the Peace I’ve found is rich.
I still have Joy in me and, filled with life
Love waits for me in some bright, lighted niche
Perhaps just like a living statue there
I’ll find a Golden Heart with Raven Hair...
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