Greatly Graced

…simply a traveler travelling through this world and observing life and its incredible experiences.

Poetry

My Hands

A coil around her finger

hands

To show her I trust her

A coil around her finger

To thank her for my future

 

A wave that lingers

The instance I leave her

A wave that lingers

Because I know I’ll miss her

 

A shake to make a friend

And spit in a pact of trust

A shake to my new friend

In a promise to keep my past

 

A stretch towards them

To ask theirs in a time of need

A stretch towards them

To offer a good deed

 

A raise to show my knowledge

Or to merely satisfy my curiosity

A raise to share my knowledge

To a class restricted by perplexity

 

A clutch to my body

When I am feeling impure

A clutch to my body

When I am a little insecure

 

A wipe to my eye

When sadness arrives

A wipe to my eye

When that sadness dies

 

A fist in the air

After years of preparing for a career

A fist in the air

To show that hard work brings you here

 

A lock in his own

To show my care

A lock in his own

To ensure he is there

 

A diamond shines on mine

To proclaim a genuine love

A diamond shines on mine

To secure it like a glove

 

They are brought together

To thank Him for His gift

They are brought together

For encouragement to never quit

 

As I open this new door

Time has strengthened them to endure

As I open this new door

They should forever remain pure