Hands And Hearts

Hold on tight for life is good
And we both know that we should
For though we live lives apart
We’re held together by our hearts

And as the days turn to night
We continue our brave fight
And with the strength of our love
We’ll survive the push and shove

And when all’s said and done
And the bloody battles won
We’ll hold hands and hearts
Into the sunset never to part

This poem is part of the Poetry Book “Positively Poetic – Volume 2

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ALL POEMS ©2015 DARREN SCANLON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. * Words and music have always played a major role in my life. A life without being able to enjoy music and express in words would be, for me, empty and cold.I have been writing since age 16, some 30+ years now but have only recently started publishing my works. Since doing so in Dec 2013, I have published 4 novels and 5 volumes of poetry, (available on Amazon.co.uk).My words are my life. If they touch you in any way, if you are able to take something from them, then my work has achieved its goal and I am a happy man.Welcome to my world. Darren.
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