Somewhere…
A child is giggling
swinging and singing
the fresh air filling her
lungs
Little hands climbing
Somewhere…
A young girl is smiling
peering over a book
trying to hide the
pounding of
her nervous heart
Delicate hands sweating
Somewhere…
Souls are merging
passion is growing
heightened sensations
holding and molding
Soft hands caressing
Somewhere…
A woman is crying
collecting shards of
glass
hiding her pain
from her world gone
insane
Weary hands struggling
Somewhere…
A child is dying, slowly
from a rage
lent from evolution
Screams fill the voids
Fragile hands clenching
Somewhere…
An old woman is
collecting
flowers from a garden
no one comes to see
she sighs and wipes her
brow
Tired hands gathering
Somewhere…
A woman is giving
Her life to the living
She opens her soul
And asks for no toll
Selfless hands offering
Somewhere…
Adolescents are fumbling
insides are tumbling
for the warmth of another
soft lips to cover
Innocent hands holding
Somewhere…
A mother is smiling
the pain falls away
respect for new life,
fills her this day
the first touch of a baby
Nurturing hands reaching
Somewhere…
A lady's applauding
Her vacant smile
marauding
Eyes open wide
There's nothing inside
Jeweled hands clapping
Somewhere…
A woman is sighing
her mind tires from
crying
she frees from her hiding
Cold hands writing
by Shadow Dancer
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