with words to live large by



When holding hands

we place our hearts

carefully in the palms

of others, trusting that

their intentions

are honourable


We create solidarity

with a bond bound by faith

messages of hope

strength from fear

the happiness of joy

or the gift of love


Whether witnessed by many

or few, it matters not

for in that moment when

we offer our hand

we offer ourselves



I offer you mine

Hold tight.





2 thoughts on “Hold

  1. I hope the narrator’s trust is rewarded.

  2. Love your poem. Meaningful!! Visiting from FMF.

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