Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Apron Strings

How thin
spindly, frayed they
have become whipped
by time bleached
by the sun found
dangling in the far
off reclusive corners of
my memory bank where
these fingers now older
than yours reach
out to grab to
deftly check our bond
to tighten the knot to
tether us together
forever in time

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