GLOVES OF PROTECTION
The gloves of
The horseman,
The maiden,
The repairman,
The plumber,
The workman,
The Indian Chief,
The biker,
The bowler,
The skier,
The raider,
The farmer,
Like dark ravens,
Ready for adventure.
Or a dark secret place,
To hide the evidence.
Wrap in warmth,
Hands that are,
Hands that do,
Hands that play,
Hands that work.
Each hand different,
Unique, one of a kind,
And yet a perfect pair.
Perfect to hold the heart.
In need of protection,
Against the North Wind's howl,
And other calamities encountered.
Annell Livingston
Posted over on her site Somethings I Think About
Listed as #39 over on Magpie Tales 46
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