</>Hands reach out <br />And hold too tight <br />But it’s comfort <br />It’s what is needed <br />Fingers threading through hair <br />While tears finally fall <br />For ourselves, our family, our friends <br />Perhaps for the whole world <br />For needed change that just won’t come <br />And for hearts that will never beat again <br />It’s just comfort, for anyone <br />To have something to hold <br />When the world just keeps getting darker <br />When blood keeps falling and all the hearts won’t beat <br />Such a small comfort indeed <br />But it’s needed.<br /><br />Fae Sebastian<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/comfort-37/
