(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in ‘handing’ God’s Love to all those willing to stay with me.”)
Your right hand knows what left hand is holding.
You’re not holding love in these empty hands.
If you’re not holding love, you’re “hate molding.”
Mold God’s Love and get to loving God’s Plans.
When my right hand is held, I’m a gripper.
I won’t let go for feared, “Please, can’t you stay?”
I’m held at that moment in God chipper
that I allowed my hand His Love today.
“I will uphold you with My ‘Right’ Right Hand,”
says God. “A hand held is My Hand of Love.
I’m ‘right’ about a right hand held ‘demand.’
I demand BOTH hands held, fits like a glove.”
We’re not holding hands ’cause COVID thereof.
Love first, safety last. We “hand” them God’s Love.