83 - Spinning Colors

Spinning through
my emotions like
a dancer with
her point shoes.

The colors are
spilling out of
my fingertips
like the ribbons
in an aerial
performance.

What have I got
to contribute during
a world crisis?

There isn’t much
I can offer but a hand
from a distance.

A hand to hold
when you are afraid.

A hand to draw you
a picture when you need
to see beauty.

A hand to write you a love
note when you feel lonely.

I know it’s not much.
But it’s all I have.
And so I will give it
with all I’ve got.

-sas

 

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