Taking My Hands Out Of My Pocket Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes

Taking My Hands Out Of My Pocket



Alone, heart and mind struggle
Between myriad questions life pushes
You to decide seeking happiness.
Dreams collide with common sense;
Every prayer gives you hope!

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Five lines...Five words...Alone, Between, Decide, collide, Every
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