Month: January 2016

Hands – Little Poem # 25


This life of ours will fade away,

Fly away like mere grains of sand.

In whatever time,

that is left for us,

Would you like to hold my hand?

When I wrote this piece, I thought I would put a picture of me holding my dog’s paw, but I was too late and he was gone.

This is now a tribute to him. With a plaster cast of his paw I made a few years ago.  :’)

Take care of your loved ones.
You never know when time flies away.
You’d look back one day and all there’d be is mere memories and souvenirs.

Do read the other Little Poems, take care. 🙂