true love

A hand reached out in time of need,

Like rain in time of drought.

Fingers interlaced, accede,

Like a bud that blooms from planted seed.

A hand reached out, come what may,

Empathy one need not borrow.

Transfixed, like hand in glove, to stay,

Ne’er for this love, in time, away.

A hand reached out, no more the poorer

Like a descendent finding family,

To face, to feel, to touch, be surer,

With every waking hour, purer.

A hand reached out to touch the glass,

Through it could be seen the far horizon.

‘Twas like a fish hook, setting, cast –

The fish, now caught, would ever last.

A hand reached out in time of need,

Like rain in time of drought.

Fingers interlaced, accede,

Like blooming bud, planted seed.

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