These hands
held the hands of my one true love;
these hands had to let him go.
These hands
nurtured four beautiful girls;
two now await me in heaven.
These hands
held those who needed comfort, and
they have been comforted in return.
If eyes are the window to the soul,
it is the hands, through purity of action,
that heals and makes one whole.
-akw-
(for Wilma, my 92 years young neighbor, friend, and hand model)
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©2025 Angel K Will
Blog Photo by -akw-

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