Hands
My mother had the softest hands of anyone I have ever known. When I was small, she would stroke the bridge of my nose to help settle me in for the night. And often would do the same to assist in quieting my tears.
Un-holding hands
Two hands inch apart, If only fingers could talk, They would beggingly say: hug me.
Soulmates
Do soulmates come in a form of a hand? That there is right and there’s left? So when one is cold the other will hold? Do soulmates come in a shape of slippers? It’s always in pairs? When one is…