Featured Poets Of Instagram - Page 8

these tired hands
guide my children
to catch fireflies in magical meadows
to cross a busy city street
these heavy arms
hold soft, smiling infants
and carry their worlds
these blistered feet
dance wild and free, barefeet
to steady their shaky ground
these eyes
see truth
see hope
see life
in the eyes of my babies
and so-
I keep walking.

in the solitude of the forest
let your heart hum

earth will listen
and understand