Winter Sunbeams
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While driving, a strong sunbeam hit my hands and revealed my mother's hands on the steering wheel..They could not have been mine for they were too old and wrinkled..
winter's sunbeams flow
through dotted cumulus clouds...
ancient hands revealed
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Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2015
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