Verity
He took her hand into his own
The disparity of age and youth
The memories of times once known
Dared he to face the truth
Palm to palm, there combined
Two souls revealed they cared
Warmly bonding intertwined
Conveyed the love they shared
A tear flowed down the old man’s face
As her hand then slipped away
Hiding despair behind his grace
So alone he felt that day
Cherishing this moment in time
Through tears he smiled and thought
Of those moments so very sublime
Her hand in his had brought
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