Of Hand and Heart

I marvel at the workings of the human hand
To touch and hold, shape and mold they 
Lead and teach, work and scold from infancy
Till death they fold.

I ponder too, the power of the human heart
To touch and hold, shape and mold it
Leads and teaches, draws and reaches
Forever into lives it seasons.

The hand and heart are intertwined
Refined and kind or rough and blind
To lift or wound, build or swoon
The hand applies as the heart inclines.

So know, that when I hold your hand
You’re holding my heart as well.
With every squeeze my hand applies
My heart is pounding: “Joy!” inside.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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De Beaulieu Avatar
September 25, 2024 at 11:59 AM
Hello Tom Valles, I like the like the last verse, i also like the 3rd verse. Enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene/
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September 26, 2024 at 10:46 AM
Hello Tom Vallies, Thank you for the lovely comment. Enjoy your day my friend. /Darlene/
Valles Avatar
September 26, 2024 at 6:37 AM
Hi Darlene, thank you for your kind words. I hope you have a wonderful day!
La France Avatar
September 18, 2024 at 4:39 AM
Tom, what a beautiful poem, I love it, well done, Constance
Valles Avatar
September 19, 2024 at 2:43 PM
Thank you, Constance, for writing. Your encouragement means a lot to me. I sure enjoy your work.
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