S(h)and Prints

I don’t wonder, “Who is gonna hold my hand?”

Our hands reach out for each other when

ever

where

ever

we climb up hill and

we pull

each other

to the top, some peak,

sum

summit

sometimes breathless

sometimes straining

sometimes complaining

but we make it

because we are holding hands. . .

I don’t gotta wonder, “Who is gonna hold my hand?”

Our hands find each other in the dark

along forest paths where the moon beams fail to penetrate

where

we trust our footsteps

from all the times before

no matter what changed

or changes

until we find that lamp light

when you asked

for my hand in marriage

and I said

yes.

I don’t gotta wonder, “Who is gonna hold my hand?”

Our hands hold fast

when I get the call

that explains my mom is in the hospital

and how you say everything will be okay

just by giving my hand a squeeze

and I know, no matter what

happens,

we made our hand prints

for all of time

and no ocean can wash them away.

S(h)and Prints” (Cannon Beach, Oregon) photograph by Kay Jay, December 2019
The Whitney Houston “Worth It” (Music Audio) is being featured here on Stitched in Stone for NO Commercial Purpose.

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