hold

hold
the sand

hold
the gift

hold
the time that slips, the
time we
cannot

hold

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short: a poem

a friend
wrote
to me saying she was short
on words.

So am I, I
thought.

I am always short on words, but when
I see, I don't
need words.

Sometimes it is better

this way.

(Image © Informal Moments Photography)