many years they walked hand in hand
they stood strong side by side
leaning on one another when times were hard
their hands were soft and smooth when they started their journey
their bodies were upright and solid
they walked with vigor and energy through life
always their hands were bonded
years would pass and hardships would beckon
one would lift as the other slowly fell
one would pull as the other lagged behind
one would caress when the other felt hurt
always their hands would call out to each other
through the struggles of life
their hands yearned for the touch of the others
they brought strength when their was weakness
each hand called the other hand home
their hands grew together in age
weather spots and callouses matching their grasp
they stooped and wavered as they walked
never loosing grip
never letting the other go
clasped in the comfort of the others arthritic joints
pulses felt through rough skin
they journeyed on swinging their arms
their pace slowed with time
but always they walked forward
together
their hands held firm
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