Like My Cold Hand

Like my cold hand, I yearn For the warmth of achievement, to be in the pocket Of good company. Like my cokd hand, I shivered when I tried to reach for my goals I try to stretch but Oh the pain that cracks My bones. I greet hands meet but cold are the windy conversations told. Like my cold hand, I wait for the summer To have the cheer of a surfer, may it come sooner. Like my cold hand, fist folded I am strong Like my cold hand, open I fumble My fears with a tearful smile And keep my style Until I reach and palm my dreams!.