November 03, 2010

The Touch



Our hands are there in comfort
In need and love
The warmth of our hands
makes us all a glow
Our heart are bursting
We hold our hands in unity
To declare our love.

13 comments:

Gail said...

Hi

such beautiful sentiments -

love you
Gail
peace.....

Windsmoke. said...

Just the right words for the physical act of holding hands.

yonca said...

Well said.This is a great poem!I love the pic also:)

Anne said...

Gail,
Thank you for your lovely comment. I do appreicate it.
Smiles to you.

Anne said...

Windsomoke,
Thank you for your visit and your comment.

Anne said...

yonca,
Thank you.
Have a great day.

Robyn Campbell said...

Wonderful poem and love the pic too. You chose EXACTLY the RIGHT words and brought me into your poem. Beautifully done. :)

J E Fritz said...

Loved this one. Also, I emailed you, but I don't think it went through :( Should I try again at the address you gave me?

Anonymous said...

Lovely! My partner has beautiful hands though a bit rough now with farm work. :o)

Anne said...

Robyn,
Thank you so much for your beautiful comment. I do appreciate it.
Have a wonderful day.

Anne said...

JEFritz,
Thank you, glad you liked my poem. Yes, you can e-mail me at the address, I gave you.
Smiles to you.

Anne said...

Niki,
So nice to see you here.
Take care.
Smiles.

Claudia said...

Touch. Nice. With hands... with words... all equally lovely.

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