Reaching Up

Nae's Nest —  April 22, 2012 — 3 Comments

Reaching up to get me

Wanting to pull me down

I hear them moaning

Crying, pitiful cries

Trying to get out?

Reaching up for me

Not to get me

In need of help

But what can I do?

An open hand reaching for help

I can not turn away in a time of need

They do not mean any harm

Trouble came their way

In need of a hand

That’s all they want

They will not pull me down into the pit

They want lifted up

They want love

Would you open your heart?

Would you lend a hand?

I will do whatever I can

Again and again

Renee Robinson

Nae's Nest


I find myself "Dancing With Cancer", problem is...I can't dance. I stumble, bumble, and get pulled along. To keep my sanity, (humor me), I write short stories, a journal, musings and poetry....just about anything goes.

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