Hand in hand,
we traverse the rocks -
you hold back the pain
and I wish I could offer
you my water shoes.
Yet, there's only a smile
as I lead you to the Bay,
the Chesapeake, my first love,
I can't wait to show my first human love
the body of water I fell in love with
as a small Cancer crab child.
The water is warm,
pebbles feel smooth,
splish, splash,
ecstasy lights my face.
You erupt in laughter
as I lead you back to shore,
hand in hand.
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Jessica Marie
Writing since she was six years old, but became the writer she is today in sixth grade. She has three published books and appears in various publications. When she is not writing, she is an avid photographer, scrapbooker, and artist.
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Hand in hand is very well written!