Hands

Little hand that holds my hand and heart,
What can I leave with you while we’re apart
To show my love?

A wish, no more, that when you’re old and gray
A little hand will hold your hand
As yours does mine today.

Posted on August 27, 2018 by . This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

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