The FEELING of YOUR HAND by David Clure (C) 2025
Dream fades
as Sunlight warms, my
closed eyes
My hand
in yours, we stare
into
blue skies.
Seems we only,
just started out;
Learning together,
what Love was all about.
Tell me
what I am seeing
now is
just a dream?
Home's just
around the bend --
no,
just can't be.
Time fading soft
into eternity.
Hold tight my love
now,
we soon shall see...
Copyright March 2025 D.C.
Blessings and hugs, Teresa