Holding hands

my friends and I love holding hands. 

When in the mall, we have a ball!

When holding hands, I lean on y’all! 

Sometimes it rains, but you don’t care,

You hold my hand like it’s a spare!

One day I woke, your hand was there

A furry thing with pointy nails,

that day I knew you’d get them cut!

Well, with those things, you’d whoop my butt!

I didn’t want to ask and stare

Well silly me, it was a bear!

My friends and I love holding hands!

We hold when planes make bolder lands. 

Sometimes we do it just for fun,

At times our sweat, it starts to run!

We do it when we plan ahead

We do it when you’re feeling red.

We do it when I need a friend

I’m sure we’ll do it in the end. 

My friends and I love holding hands

We hold them counting Saturn’s bands. 

My bestie will like holding hands

She’ll kiss me on the worst of days,

She’ll hold my hand when we are sick,

I’ll hold it when you have a tick. 

She’ll know how sadness can degrade. 

She’ll hold my hand when Fido’s spayed

One day when we will fall in love,

A ring I’ll place, and free a dove.

I’ll marry you at cold of night,

In desert heat, in dying light.

As long as I can hold your hand,

I’ll marry you in any land!