Old Hands

After long months apart,

For a few short minutes

They sit at arms length,

And hold each other’s hand.

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A touching scene,

that came too late

A tear filled struggle, to discern,

Just who the other is.

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She, his bride whom he a lifetime loved,

He, a stranger in a mask,

Who remembers she’s forgotten,

Who discovers that she’s lost.


To read ‘I knew a Man’, click here

To read ‘Room Enough’, click here

To read ‘Beaten’, click here

To read ‘She’s The Patient You Don’t Know You Have’, click here

To read ‘Resting in Pieces’, click here

To read ‘Crushed’, click here

To read ‘Masked’, click here

To read ‘Patient’, click here

To read ‘Yesterday and Today’, click here

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