Piano keys at five
guitar strings into teens
fingers ever moving
experimental twenties
tangled sheets not his
Fingers deft exploring
liaisons into thirties
pencilled comprehension
noted moments told of
holding hands with you
Fingers
EDC Writing – Believing Sight Unseen
'odd lines, short poems, bits of prose'
Holding hands and sharing memories, creating more memories.
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The hands it always is, the touching, the hanging on, the letting go…
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Life 😉
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What a beautiful ending.
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Thank you, Bojana… and for him maybe a beginning
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Yes!
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Memories of growing up! Beautiful ending.
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Thank you, Eugenia… hands, where would we be without them!
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You’re welcome!
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