[創作] A Small Hand

[julians (要勇敢面對)]

A Small Hand

On a seething but air-conditioned night,
While here reads 24, there goes up to 39,
With the head burning incandescent,
clusters and drops of sweats,
Swaying and petrified,
Comes a small hand.

This small hand,
held in my hand just 4 or 5 years ago,
With trust and worry,
With care and love;
At that time,
Such as in the parking lot, or the amusement park,
Standing by your side, or behind,
With the suspended heart and eyes--not knowing where to
tender, or to let you go, to let you have your freedom.
But, always, as is promised and wished,
Your hand is clenched in my hand,
Your small hand--
With greatness of trust and belief.

Now, it is your small hand put
Upon my scathing forehead,
With the call from the farther side,
Checking the boundary of the heat;
And now I know you understand,
With your small hand,
To show and express your care.

Oh, with your small hand.

In ten or fifteen years,
The small hand will become the giant hand;
At that time,
May you can caress and receive
The once tender touch of the small hand.

Julian 10/15, 2006

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縱然陽光可以帶給人們希望

但也要心中充滿希望

才看得到陽光!!


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推 korn31910:I like it! Touching and graceful!
推 EddyGuitar:Good job and I think I know ur story