Listen: One morning, before going to school — I guess I needed the silence of mornings back then too — I started drawing on a large pad made for such a purpose. The paper was thick and slightly rough so that the graphite would come off the pencil and stick to the surface. I drew…
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2 responses to “Take My Hand”
Wonderful! I read to the end. One of the great benefits of being married, to my way of thinking, is I get to hug and kiss my. Wife several times a day and she puts up with it. I no longer write and stopped reading books because I no longer retain anything. But I enjoy these interludes.
You’re still surprisingly rugged and wise, as you show in the last phrase of the last sentence. Once again, you take your raw personal experience and catapult it into universal yearnings. From Earth to the stars in one phrase. Surprising. Alchemy. Thanks.