When I was young
on the beach
I held his hand
He made me feel safe
When I was older
we didn't hold hands
men don't do that
except in their hearts
In the hospital
pain etched on his face
pain in my soul
I held his hand once more
In his chair at home
He was no longer there
so for the final time
I held his hand
John Edward Fellows Apr 1 1935 - Apr 22 2005
Tim Fellows 2017
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