Mommy held my hands above my head
While my puggy legs waddled their first steps
Daddy held my hand while walking me home from school
And walking me through life
Friends grabbed my hands helping me up off the playing field
My Wife accepted my hands in hers wrapping them in a soothing warmth
I still feel
Now the finished is rubbed from the wooden cane handle that supports me
But soon it will stand in a corner
The empty husk of my body will return to the earth and my spirit will
Travel alone