Hands (poem)

We travel through a world we cannot know

With signs placed all around we cannot read

We’re confident there’s nothing which we need

While hands remember never to let go

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And so we wander carelessly along

Into a world which wonders why we’re there

When others of our kind it didn’t spare

Whose hands forgot the meaning of their song

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So long to dreams without a scent of dew

So long to shattered hopes along the way

We’re strong enough to kiss away dismay

Whose hands remember what they hold on to

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Our view of all that’s lurking up ahead

Is strengthened by these hands which now are wed

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Michael-Milec 16 months ago

Something good is ahead of this commitment.

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