Vigil

Gnarled fingers,
decorated
with a web of fine lines
that speak of hard work,
passion and perseverance,
slide gentle and cool
across my palm.
A light squeeze –
a greeting and I love you
and I’m going to miss you
in the simplest language of all.

Author: Elle

Hi, I'm Elle. I'm based in Auckland, New Zealand. I'm a moderator at Writing.com, the mother of two gifted children, the wife of a Twitch gaming streamer and the Queen of Unfinished Projects. I've been reading since I was 4 years old, writing poems (badly) since 1994, blogging since 2001 and I started studying photography in 2010. This blog will contain poems, short stories, photos, book reviews and my thoughts on a variety of topics. Hope you enjoy it.

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