Find their hand

Devoted friendship...always there Written for someone in pain...hoping she hears

 

Find their hand

 

Alabaster dreams converge,

neither here nor there,

calling out to one,

finding they respond with a kind hand…happily

 

Eclipsing hate’s nightmare…patiently

 

Beyond the window waits hope,

blemished of a drawn curtain

and tempest fears,

which it cries for you…in tears of future joy

 

Sorrow fuels this hope…relinquishing pain

 

Reach, for inside a light does flicker,

a soft glow,

calming and peaceful,

beckoning the truth and offering a moment’s peace…quiet solitude

 

Holding you closely…feel its warmth

 

For within you lies a heart,

love filled and crafted,

leaping at the word go,

challenging thoughts that bare down…heavily

 

A friend’s hand helps with the heavy lifting…eternally

 

Find their hand, it longs your touch,

your smile, your happiness…you

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

This is fine in every meaning of the word. And that is the finest compliment I think I can give it.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Ken. This one carries a deep meaning to me.

[Ken Simm.]

That I feel comes out from it if not obviously then finely.

[Rahul]

sorry but i've already saved your that above one lovely this pic...lol, what a lovely write and you made my evening.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much for your kind words.

[Peter H]

good write my friend .there are few things more important than good friendship :)

[Jack...]

Thank you so much for your kind review.

[John Phoenix Hutchinson..]

My heart is tugged in many directions reading this excellent piece.......as a good poem should do to the reader.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much John. I appreciate you stopping by and leaving such kind words for me.

[Nick.B]

Very heartbroken poem, nothing is more important than true friendship....great job

[Jack...]

Thanks Nick. I appreciate your kind words.

[Angi]

Sometimes the only things holding us togther are our friends hands. Nicely worked, Jack!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Angi

[Angel]

Sometimes I feel like that song Mr. Magoo sings as the young Scrooge in A Christmas Carol:
"A hand for each hand was planned for the world...why don't my fingers reach?
Millions of grains of sand in the world...why such a lonely beach?"

Ahh, I guess I'm just having "one of those days".
This is a lovely piece, Jack...up to your usual standards.
I always enjoy reading your stuff...

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend.

[Keith]

Nice read Jack. Maybe a timely message for anyone who can help the tornado victims? Don't be shy or hold back, reach out 'find their hand, it longs your touch'.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Keith

[Ravyne Hawke]

I don't think we would get far without friends and especially in a time of need. You definitely find out who your true friends are then as well. This is so sweetly written, so carefully crafted with beautiful images. Wonderful job, Jack.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Lori.