A Touch of Forgiveness
It lies on my bed, to protect my quilt from the ravages of doggy fur. It once covered my dying lover, in the last days of his life. Today the WordPress Daily Prompt asks; Textures are everywhere: The rough edges of a stone wall. The smooth innocence of a baby’s cheek. The sense of touch brings back memories for us. What texture is particularly evocative … Continue reading A Touch of Forgiveness