a slip of blanket
over fairy dust skin
covers yesterday's bones
memories
and how your hand felt in mine
before time
stole youth
and left only
your thin fingers
curled around my wrist
so happy to have human touch again
~
Hmm, if I recall correctly Stranger & Me have a little MFM alphabet game going on and are around about the letter "T". Well, that makes this poem fit then, I believe. I give you "touch" inspired by a visit to my Grandmother's.
smiles..i am glad you still have a grandmother...i still have one...the rest all passed before i was 10...she is def frail, but will talk your ear off...smiles...we all need that touch as well...
ReplyDelete@Brian: I think I gave her a few more days of life just in the fact that I reached out, touched her hand, what little is left of her memories, but mostly her heart. The least I can do for all she has done for me.
DeleteGlad your Gram is still there talking your ear off too. :)
What a stunningly beautiful and touching post, Katherine!
ReplyDeleteReading your words and seeing that photo reminded me of one of my grandmothers. The hands.
Thank you for sharing, my friend!
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@Ron: It is amazing how a little touch goes a long way and means so much. Glad I could offer you some memories Ron. Be well.
DeleteThank you for honouring our MFM by contributing your lovely poem. The first two lines are especially beautiful.
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@Me: Last week's post was "Snow Day", which would have fit in with 's' too, if I had thought about linking it.
DeleteThank you. Those lines are borrowed from a longer piece that I am working on too. Inspiration strikes this weeek :)
xo to you too hun