posted on Dec, 15 2014 @ 02:10 PM
Here is another piece I wrote when on holiday.
I felt a thing in my hand, I do not understand.
Why are you here, why are you in my hand?
I don’t know this feeling, I never felt it before.
Tell me something about you, what are you here for?
“I am a friend, that’s all you need to know.
Be patient, there is still so much I want to show”
It’s another hand in my hand, I can now see!
The hand of my friend, how can this be?
“You’re helping me up, didn't you know?
That’s the most important thing I wanted to show!”