Holding Poems - Poems about Holding

I'll be back before it gets dark after we get tired of playing king of the hill. Sun sets so late in summer against the willows.. sometimes I forget. No, it just isn't so. I don't always choose them over you, 'course I could never tell you that. You're a girl, a special one. But I can't tell you that...

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You gave me your heart and I gave you mine— not in silence, but in the rustle of stars, in the breath between waves. Two birds exchanged their skies, two rivers poured into one basin. There was no contract, no promise carved in stone— only the trembling of hands and the slow unfolding of trust. We made a country from whispers, a home of glances...

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It is nice to spend time alone but it is also nice to spend time with a warm hand a warm voice on your side. But even when I’m alone And feeling fine with it I welcome many minutes Thinking of your touch And gentle loving words And I don’t feel alone. Collaboration Amethyste & Jim Musics...

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Why couldn't I hold your hand? You ask Yourself in golden bowers of infinity - Was it because he felt too old to do it? It was too infantile an act to make? Questions! Always questions! It is the time. And I tear myself away from this I should not defile the memory Of the dead, or besmerch their truth - If truth...

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And you never knew— how many times I stood on the edge of your name, typing and erasing, drafting words that felt too fragile to send. I wrote the messages, but never set them free. My thumb hovered over "call" like a ghost remembering how to hold the living. Not because I didn't miss you— God, I did. But silence sometimes feels safer than a voice...

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If you own a dog, at some point you Will be carrying a bag of poo, At least if you’re considerate And follow laws regarding s#%*. There are some, though, who flout the rules And think that bagging crap’s for fools. A joke said, aliens did land And, struggling to understand, Determined that the smarter race Were not the humans, for their place Was...

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Today I’m grateful I understand the beauty of holding hands… for how often in life have we seen… have we come to understand…. many a love story has begun and ended with two people holding hands....

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May we be blessed when we see someone in need whether a family member, a friend or even a stranger in the night… to understand they may need us to hold their hand and let them know everything will be all right. ...

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I’ve been Holding on to silence All the times that you have hurt me All the times you told me lies Made me feel like I was drowning In the tears of all my cries I don’t know if I have helped you Or been part of your demise Was I right or was I...

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I have a wife, a son and two granddaughters, I have nightmares. A 'having' cannot be held onto, a Keep, a Fast, a Hold, all are synonyms for a fortress.... my aspirations crumble like ancient walls. When I pluck a pretty wildflower from a verdant meadow - a momentary kiss of joy, an enlightening ray of sun.... then cometh the regret, the withering, a racing time...

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Today I’m grateful for the magical feeling holding hands can bring. How that simple act can cause your face to smile your skin to tingle and your heart to sing…. And what’s even more amazing…even better yet… is how that feeling never goes away… no matter how old you get. ...

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Isn’t it amazing that with all the breathtaking beauty we’re surrounded by each day How the simple act of holding the hand of someone you love can also take your breath away. ...

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we find life in moments within nature in the rain or the thunder that soon follows in a bushfire from the trees that became hollow but she brings her own life and i find it incredibly peaceful like rain on a tin roof sometimes it's a loud love like a bike at full throttle she's lightning in a bottle energetic and explosive but not all...

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Another poster of a child holding her lost pet. When I see them, man, the sinking feeling that I get. Why can't pets just learn to stay at home? Why are they always dying to go on the roam? I haven't seen or heard of one happy ending yet. This is not why we did love you ~ and learned to...

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I am wondering why in those gloomy moments lived away from everybody who said prayers I haven't reached any sublime joy... or even the ecstatic feeling of purity that many saints got looking at the magnificent heaven; are these sins holding me back and pushing me down, so I can't rise up and give my praises God? Is the bright...

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