Vow
I made a vow on a day divine
To hold your hands in mine
May it be rain or shine.
In the years that followed the day
Our hands never went astray
Rather, your hand in mine led the way.
In every sky of grey and blue
I kept my word to you
Together, we witnessed the dawn anew.
In times of departed sand
I am holding your resting hand
While I sit in a headstone land.
20th April 2023
Contest: Writing Challenge V words
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