April 7

Julie’s Hands


Staring at dots some call age spots thinking a lot of passing time.

These I did heed, watching her read, thinking that she’d had hands sublime.

Showing wisdom that overcomes trials becomes a long lifetime.

Today I see hands before me and note with glee these spots of mine.


(A Rhupunt Poem)

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