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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