Warm hands

A poem about the little things

By AggieSoonPublished 23 days ago • 1 min read

Photo by Victor Cudjoe on Unsplash

we walk winter streets

dark at four and drizzle drenched

my hand warm in yours

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About the Creator

AggieSoon

Let’s not suffer in silence. Let’s use our words. Let them drip from the screen to move our hearts, challenge our minds, and enrich our time. Here are mine. Really looking forward to reading what others have to say.

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About the Creator

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