hands.

Holding hands
we are there
for each other
to
pick up the pace
when one falls back.

Holding hands
we are there
for each other
as
a source of warmth
when the cold wind blows.

Holding hands
we are there
for each other
to
match our strides
even at the turns.

–i conjured this up when i was taking a walk with my dad in the night (we go almost everyday)

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One comment

  1. Akahayla · January 20, 2016

    THIS IS SO GOOD!

    Liked by 1 person

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