Hands

Hands

 

Hands touching fur blankets

Hands touching sleepy hair

Hands touching still water

 

Hands holding heavy bags

Hands holding dusty books

Hands holding smaller hands

 

oh how I wish I could touch your hand

oh how I wish I could hold your heart

 

Hands

This poem is about: 
Me

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