As you lie on the sheets so white,
I thought about the day we flew the kite.
I hold your hands old and wrinkled,
In mine, smooth firm and freckled,
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Very moving, and I found myself praying too that the person would recover. I love how this old person looks in your eyes- as beautiful as the eyes that behold them.
This poem is really nice as it is reflects importance of a life which is gifted to us humans by the creator of creations to whom one should surely always be thankful.
an excellent write...reminded me of my dad whomi lost recently...the very sad part is the grand parentgrand children relationship is no longer there every where...i think people who have that are blessed