Healing Wounds

Posted on August 25, 2015 by

The cuts were deep, but now her hands looked the same as before the accident.  Smooth and delicate, with a few fine lines meandering about her open palms.

I traced the lines with my finger then looked up as her eyes fill with tears.  I knew in that moment, I would never stop loving her.

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2015

About Suzanne

I write poetry, flash fiction, quotes and personal essays. Words flow forth like a river that cannot be dammed. Writing is my soul.
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