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| original art -created just for this blog...by Judith Parsons 2015 |
Her words painted
Soft golden light
the tenderness of rolling
up
my
shirt
sleeve.
I remember your hands…
(sighing)
every
line
I
see.
Gulping
back
the tears
Reaching out
to
touch
light memories
Dear God, I miss your hands
The way you cared for me.
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