These Hands - Part III

In the faint grasp of my right hand, 

Your left;

I run the tips of my fingers 

Over yours

Feeling the callouses,

Feeling the hard work,

The energy,

The time;

Though I find your hand is missing -

Those callouses now mine. 

 

◄ Still counting

Richard and Dolly ►

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