Hand Holding

I promise I will hold your hand,
In good times and in bad.
I’ll hold it very tightly if
You’re ever feeling sad.

I’ll reach out for your manly paw
At times when you’re excited,
And if we part I’ll grab your hand
When we are reunited.

I’ll hold your hand when tears flow
With grief, or joy, or sorrow,
And all the time your hand’s in mine,
I’ll welcome more tomorrows.

I hope there never comes a time,
When you won’t hold my hand,
Whether we’re out shopping
Or making footprints in the sand.

They say home is where the heart is,
And perhaps the saying’s true,
But I also know I’m always home,
When holding hands with you.


Today’s prompt is to write a poem in which hands are held

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6 Responses to Hand Holding

  1. Otrazhenie says:

    Loved your poem 🙂


  2. words4jp says:

    I truly adore this.


  3. Pooky such a lovely series of thoughts. Beautiful.


  4. mtanub says:

    *sniffle* this is just so sweet and done well.


  5. Pingback: When holding hands with you… | Otrazhenie

  6. quinbee55 says:

    Reblogged this on Quinbee's Castle and commented:
    I really liked this poem. Simple and sweet. Exactly how life should be.


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