Hands
Jul 02, 2016
Sometimes, you find strength from outside when you can't find any within.
Empty hands full of hope,
Open spread towards the sky's cool looks.
One extended reaching for yours,
One kept close to guard for fear.
Striding near, you come embrace,
Forming a bond to test time's grace.
Gone are these feelings of future's despair,
Cleared is this stress formed from past falls.
Transformed am I, a friend I have gained,
One so true, to hold both hands, not loose.
Special thanks to Crystal whom I commissioned this from. I think I will go and print this out and put it on my wall hehe.
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