Hands.

Look at your hands that hold your world…

With every page we turn
from one day to our next
they’re there to guide us through

to button our shirts on that big day
to show us love in a simple way
they create the bonds we cherish
and come together so we can hope for better

And with every blessing we receive
with every sip of water we need
it’s our hands that give us the power
to go through life’s every hour

The craft, they create, they mend and mold
they take the time to help us unfold
our opportunities, our celebrations
and all the important things we need to hold

They give us the power to work wonders
they hold our guiding light
And with a little time and care
Let’s give them the power to fight.

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*Wrote this for a cause that I've come to be familiar in the last week.

We lose one child in the world every 20 seconds 
due to digestive and respiratory tract infections. 

Simply washing hands with soap can help save over 
500,000 children under the age of 5 every year.

I had to write this, and I had to share it with you.

Please pass it on.*

Wires in your Pocket.

Thanks for this beauty Tanvi Madkaiker
See the original image here.

You can't run
Your fingers through my hair,
You can't see the tiny tears
We leave upon the bed.

Still I stay like the sun,
Black and gold stained sheets,
Still in the quicksand,
A tragedy entwined,
Like the threads on your sleeve.

We are like
The wires in your pocket,
We are like the ends of my hair,
The more we are together,
The more we wind around each other.
Because we're like
the wires in your pocket,
Like old shoe laces left,
The closer we are together,
The more tangled we get.

Still I stay like the sun,
Black and gold stained sheets,
Still I stay like the sun
Spinning still slowly,
Dusk after dusk,
Dawn after dawn.