For a short time I had your body in my body;
I carried your belly in my belly.
And now, though I have your heart in my heart
and feel your soul in my soul,
I will never again have your hand in my hand.
I miss your life in my life.
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Amber, that is perfect,it covers it all. Think of you.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful picture of his hand in your hand! I love it.
ReplyDeleteLove the picture, love the poem. Beautiful.
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