Reach Out

• Jemima Squance, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2007

A hand's all we need, to get through our day.
Someone who helps when devastation comes our way.
This hand guides us between rough and tall,
Little, tiny, great and small.
It leads through terrors, dangers, frights,
And all the rest with great might.
If only things that we could see
Could be brought to others who need help and are in need.
If everyone here, and everyone there,
Could see it doesn't matter if we’ve got different hair.
Our eyes may be big, our height may be tall,
But the heart’s what matters most of all.
We may be far; we may be near,
But with all our hearts knit, all doubts disappear.