Hand Holding Day
The greatest fear
For humans is death
Though we were born for it
It will be the final step
In your journey
Makes a strong man cry
How are we to cope
With that knowledge
All that we love
What is tender for us
I reach for your hand
You reach for mine
You hold me tight
A strong young man
You promise
Never to let go
The man resting
On the side of the road
Asks, “But why
Should we continue”
I offer my hand
Symbol of connection
Symbol of safety
Symbol of care
My fingers are aware
Of your rough skin
You have toiled
At hard labor
All of your life
Do not fear
All is as it should be
Like Spring blossoms
End of summer
Their time spent
August 13, 2018
annellannell 
This is so beautiful and wise, my friend. Sigh. A continual letting go of all that we love……..but also am embracing of all that is. Here. Now.
The notice came late, an I didn’t realize, it was too late to post. Thank you for your comment. Annell Livingston
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An embracing.
YES ! “Embracing” is perfect!!
Annell Livingston
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