a turn of cards
an old man's hands
to frame a prayer
in memory's eyes
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Ah, you have written poems that strike a nerve, even tho they're man poems and I am a woman. An Old Man's Hands reminds me of the times I sit at slots in Atlantic City and know in my heart that when I push the button that moves the reels, I'm gambling that something turns out right in my life, that chance can be changed to you finally got it right.
A lovely poem on aging, on memories. An old man's hands tell a lot.
Thanks Nosheen...................................