POEM STARTER

Write a poem about a physical journey that you have been on.

Explore the tangible aspects of a journey you have been on, and how these physical characteristics may have impacted mental and spiritual aspects of the journey too.

Hands

My hands grow weak as quickly as they grow

For every snap, clap, claw, and grasp

I’ve yet to hold all there is to know

Gently yet boldly will I still clasp

For tomorrow there is to go

Onward still, much to sow

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