You stared,
at your ink stained hands,
writing your life story on the page.
poem and image copyright neha 2015
Ink Stained Hands
forgottenmeadows
thoughts from my mind to yours
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May 6, 2015 at 10:29 am
Refreshing my sister! Hugs!
May 6, 2015 at 10:30 am
Thank you so much 🙂 Hugs back
May 6, 2015 at 12:24 pm
So often I have done just that…but today…ah..today I waste no time in staring at the stains…today I stare at the beauty the ink holds in waiting to be used for more of lifes stories! You are a gift. Peace and love to you my cherished friend. ~Matthew
May 6, 2015 at 1:59 pm
ah that in one poetic comment 🙂 Write on my friend and look forward to reading many more life stories from you 🙂 Thank you so much!