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Holding Hands

Walking side by side and holding hands,

We know where we are headed.

Together, we are strong

with your delicate fingers wrapped in mine.

Holding hands we will travel,

laugh and love our life together.

My hand in yours will always be.

Your hand in mine until the end of time.

© 2011 Wade Brooks

I gave this poem to my wife, Sandi, on our 20th wedding anniversary.


Image by my friend Thomas Hawk

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