Within The Width Of My Hands Comments
Now all I can encompass is
within the width of my hands.
I miss the colours of the seasons
and the force of nature's will.
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Ah, Jerry, there you go making me cry again... my heart broke towards the end... you made another's memories so real to your reader, incredible work. It's hard seeing the time pass. Hugs, Lee
The width of my hands says it all. The contraction of a life as the mind dissolves. You offer the reader a very persuasive case for euthanasia in this sad, recognizable piece about aging and memories. love Allie xxxxxxxxx
A heartwarmer here, Jerry...Crisp, tight, yet smoth flowing verse...Well crafted piece... fjr
... with a sting in the tail... fine write J. t x
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7/26/2025 1:14:34 AM # 1.0.0
Very delicately communicated. I feel the tug. Cal