his little hand
His little hand sits in hers.
She holds it to guide. She holds it to protect. She holds it to love.
And he gives her his hand.
His hand is not little any more. And his hand does not sit in hers.
Her hand now sits in his.
He holds it to guide. He holds it to protect. He holds it to love.
And she gives him her hand.
Life Demiraged 
Beautiful! Warms my heart.
Thank you. It comes from the heart.
Family love can be enduring.
It is enduring. It should be enduring.
Keep up the good work. Like I mentioned before, you should publish a collection, because your work is about real life.
Thank you. I will.
This is excellent. You totally grabbed me first sentences – excellent words. Loved it.
I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for reading.