It seemed fitting to include a copy actually written in my hand.
In My Hand
In my hand,
I have a choice.
By my hand,
I can express a voice.
With my hand,
I might strike out in hate.
I can hold back my hand,
And sit to wait.
With fisted hand,
I can pound a blow.
With an open palm,
Myself I show.
With tumbling fingers,
I might tap a rant or rave.
With a lighter touch,
Some grief I may save.
As friend or foe,
I decide to take a stand.
To offer peace,
And stretch out my hand.
Simon C.J. Falk 25 March 2017
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