Day 21 of NaPoWriMo.
My poem
A cinquain.
Wind whispers
The breeze — A voice of peace — Speaks, cut off by a truck — The truck shouts and screams then leaves — Whisper
Featured poem
A villanelle by Dusty Grein.
Hold My Hand in Yours
by Dusty Grein
Hold my hand in yours; we'll make it through. If life becomes too hard to comprehend, for no one understands me like you do. Along life's lonely road, I'll walk with you. When times are hard, please know you have a friend. Hold my hand in yours; we'll make it through. I'm here for you. You give me your strength too; my courage is no longer just pretend, for no one understands me like you do. My friend, I'll cheer you up when you are blue, A smile, my heart to yours will always send. Hold my hand in yours; we'll make it through. If I am down, you make me feel brand new You know the way, my broken heart to mend, for no one understands me like you do. Through oft times life presents a horrid view, Together we can face the bitter end. Hold my hand in yours; we'll make it through, for no one understands me like you do.