Begin Again

Two years ago this month I started this blog.  When I started, it was to continue what had become a daily habit of posting on a CaringBridge site for a dear friend.  That friend left us and I continued the blog for a while but eventually it fell from my life.
Lately there have been things that have made me want to write again.
Instead of starting something new I've gone back to some things that I wrote more than 30 years ago.  After a little editing, I would like to share some of those old poems here.  Maybe something new will follow . . .

Hands

Your hand in mine
across the table
uneaten food between us
unspoken words
Your hand in mine
in the dark, TV screen glowing
but unwatched
Your hand in mine
late at night, walking the hall
IV pole leading the way
Your hand in mine
monitors and people
confusion in the ICU
Late one night
the last night, saying goodbye
My hand in yours