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Hands

“Can you hold my hand?” she said. “Why are you scared?” he asked. She grips his hand and turns to him. She looks him in his eyes and simply states” No, but there is a reason”. He chuckles and moves his hand to her chin “And what would that be Love”. She gazes deeply into his eyes. “I have been let go of before. I have been run down in the dirt and left to decay.” When he went to speak, she pressed a finger against his lips. “Being there, down there, many times, made me push myself through the gravel and dirt, and I sprouted. Not knowing my final form, I made my systems work together again, with no fertilizer, besides rain and sun”. She brushes a lone hair from his forehead. “My flower is unique, and amateur looking, but it stood tall in this Big world. Then you came walking along, browsing the meadow to your leisure. And honey, you looked at me and said “This one here, is magnificent, this one cannot waste in the winter.” You said this one is mine as you cuffed me into your hands”. A single tear appeared upon a pillow underneath them, and nothing more disturbed the air.

-I am so grateful

-By Eunique'Qua Bryant