Just an old lady
Who had just an old man.
They didn't have much,
Just each other's hands.
They used them for hard work,
For wiping sweat off their brow.
Not a whisper of complaint
In their voice could be found.
They used them to love
All those who were born.
Making sweet memories
Is what brought them joy.
They used them to pray,
Anointing and giving,
Spreading the Gospel
To all who were living.
When his hands went to Heaven,
Hers, unexpectedly, alone,
All that was left
Was his name on a stone.
Just an old lady
Who now has her old man,
Reunited in Heaven,
On golden streets, hand in hand.
May I have this dance
The dance of continued love
Romance from the first day of meeting and dating
Night stars of wonder
Fireworks of delight
Togetherness forever
Hearts touching one another
The caress of golden virtues
Holding hands of assurance
The look and capture within the eyes
Heaven’s blessings ever wise
Walking in the threshold of true love
The Wedding Day
Holy Matrimony
The vows
Distances that were far before, but now we are team
Together as one, You and I in the aftermath
Forever my love
My Queen and your Prince
Walking in our interlude hand in hand
Bliss in the kiss
Laying underneath the stars,
on a warm silent night.
Our arms are wrapped around each other,
and everything feels right.
You kiss me sweetly and softly,
I feel your warm gentle touch,
I hope you feel loved,
under the sweet night sky rush.
My world before me is perfect.
There's nowhere else I want to be,
except laying underneath the stars
hand in hand, you and me.
Just when everything is perfect,
and you seem so delicately sweet,
a rush of wind comes past me
and I'm swept off my feet.
Nothing could be more right,
there's nowhere else I want to be.
Let's take a walk my only love,
Hand in hand, you and me.
and before us a big strawberry moon
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
May I Hold Your Hands
David J Walker
May I hold your hands
Your soft and smooth skin
Soothed my brow and
helped me breathe again
We were so young
And free back then
May I hold your hands
As we walk the paths of life
As man and loving wife
And laugh through daily strife
Then kneel to pray with hands in hands
And talk in coded words
That only we could understand
May I hold your hands
As chirping children claim
Our time for their demands
And grow like trees
In search of clouds
That fit their lofty plans
And mark the passing days
A lifetime spans
May I hold your hands
As the ages change the pages
Of our mortal plans
And clocks sound off the chimes
In fulgor times
That our horizon scans
As we alter all the dreams
That were once our plans
And face the fading twilight
Walking hands in hands
May we all be blessed to understand
how love and happiness go hand in hand
And hands connected by love and happiness
contain a strength that is so great…
as long as we walk hand in hand
there is no room for hate.
Good and bad walk hand in hand- if not for bad good would never be seen
With ink and mind, a future bright,
In education's noble fight.
For every child, a chance to soar,
Equity's flame, forevermore.
The curriculum, a vibrant stream,
With skills for life, a modern dream.
Assessment's lens, a wider view,
Beyond the test, a world anew.
From home to school, a hand to hold,
Engage the young, their stories told.
Empowering teachers, hearts ablaze,
With knowledge shared, in countless ways.
Early seeds of literacy sown,
A love of reading, fully grown.
Mentorship's bridge, a helping hand,
Connecting minds across the land.
After the bell, the learning thrives,
With extra help where knowledge strives.
Reading's joy, a treasure sought,
In cozy corners, battles are fought.
Bridging the gap, a digital quest,
For all to learn, and put it to the test.
Data's compass, a guiding light,
To shape the future, ever bright.
Together strong, hand in hand,
With partners joined across the land.
The public voice, a chorus raised,
For education's cause, forever praised.
Let minds ignite, let voices ring,
In Literacy's Land, the children sing.
Innervation I was falling
But not an angel
I had a calling
As I was sent in His purpose
I am in His image
WALKING HAND IN HAND WITH JESUS -
I landed on the surface
I'm in a quarry have my own individual story
I have fallen but my Jesus holding my hand now
We're walking I was deaf how
He cleansed my ears not here
WALKING HAND IN HAND WITH JESUS -
I was mute down finally
Now I'm alive living holy close
To the ground on top not beneath
I am a head and not behind
I am alive and not dead
WALKING HAND IN HAND WITH JESUS -
I speak forth reality I am a better man concaved
On course I am His voice
I was falling now I'm walking hand in hand
With my Father and His Son
I have overcome
Graced in Jesus
And I'm moving marching walking on
WALKING HAND IN HAND WITH JESUS
12/6/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023
Gentle rain.
How patient it is,
working delicately
all through the night
with its little fingers,
hand in hand
with gravity,
to decapitate a rose
I wasn't going to say anything
in that leafy Lincoln street
when you caught me pondering my life
and the many ways to die
but there was something about the hour
that curled like a python
as rain soaked down
to soft pale skin
puddles gorging like cancer
screaming our heads off
hand in hand
seemed the better option
She danced into my life three years ago
as if she'd been born with Angel wings.
My granddaughter, Eloise; a star aglow,
twirling in a ballerina skirt as she sings...
words of Taylor's song, "I'll write your name."
Summer was filled with playing house for us,
and a visit two blocks away to a Snowball stand.
For Elle, it was never a decision to make a fuss
of a flavor to choose as we walked, hand in hand.
She only cared about which color. It was a game.
The painting I posted was from a photo of her
sitting on the shelf as her blue ice treat was made.
Days spent with Eloise are like a sweet liqueur,
and the bond of affection we share will never fade.
She has a baby sister, Grace. I love just the same.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be
Like to just sit, just you and just me
And not say a word yet in silence speak loud
Through hearts via hands, honored and proud
That my hand is holding yours, soft to the touch
Your hands are so lovely, I want to so much
Lift them and kiss them gentlemanly
You're so charming, a woman of elegancy
Hurrying down a winding path
Among imposing lofty trunks, I
Nourish thoughts with optimism
Discarding an assault by aching limbs
Imploring for a soothing stop
Notwithstanding valid motivation.
Hark! I catch cascading sounds
Approaching from not far away.
Nobody knows how big a boost this brings!
Doubts will not disturb my mind again.
With you this mission I’ll accomplish soon;
Important to withhold mistrust at bay.
Towards conclusion, with firm motivation,
Hoping to attain our initial aspiration.
You hold my hand, without any qualms
Of what tomorrow and days afar might spawn.
Uplifting is this vast profusion of our faith.
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This Acrostic poem is also a Lipogram.
In it, a specific letter or letters of the alphabet is/are systematically omitted. In this case it is the letter “e”.
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A Lipogram Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
Placed 4th
© 24th January, 2023
While we're in the dark
Come my love let's touch
Touch the light then embrace
The fondling of its presence spark
Yon glittering the haze the premise
Of the blaze a twinkle in the night
Come my love let's walk together
Let us embrace the light hand in hand
Let it stand firmly together
Let us reprimand and understand
We should not quiver crumble in the night
For the light is our Lord in Jesus
As He's here walking beside us
Come my love let's walk in the light
My last let us walk together
hand in hand with Jesus Christ
2/24/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
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