Monday, April 19, 2021

Anchor

 


I hold your hand

as you drift ...

My hand starts to yearn
for its pen,
and I consider
if I could write with my right hand,
since it seems important right now
to keep my hand in yours,
to anchor you
in the love that holds you
much more profoundly
than my hand can convey.

©Wendy Mulhern
April 19, 2021

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