26 thoughts on “He Doodles, You ‘Ku – 6

  1. When I was little, my mother and I held hands. When she was old, we held hands all the time again. After she was called Home, I held the Bible I read to her for comfort, and small poetry books. It is amazing, when so much seems lost, the depth of responses which remain.

    pausing at the keyboard
    my hands rest in prayer

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