• ajthewriter 5w

    I look down at my hands and say to myself
    We are more than skin and bones
    We are more than waving for rides and
    Hiding smiles
    More than counting out the days and
    Folding money into our pockets more than
    Penning through this readership
    We are more

    You are the two which hug me into warmth
    You make me tea when I am sad
    You make your points and laugh
    You dry my tears until I am unashamed of feeling
    You touch me in the right ways
    You write me the most beautiful stories & poems
    You do enough
    I appreciate you
    You do enough

    Hands × aj