Reachingout
Learn more about other poetry terms
A blurry future isn't a motivation to do better
But leave today better than yesterday
And even though we don't know what tomorrow looks like
Make sure you go at it with your all
She looks at her hands
Delicate hands which haven’t done much
Shy hands which could change the world with just one touch
Any act they make
Could be a mistake
Quick, hide them. Back in your jean pockets.
I just want to know,
how far this poem will go.
Will it reach you at sea?
Will you be thinking of me?
Will you hear it in your sleep?
Will you think about about it when you weep?
