Gabe comes to us with another poem! Read below and let us know what you think!
Hands that don’t know how to feel
Reach to a father who didn’t know either
She had no control
And neither did he
Meet young adult ignorance
she grips his finger
With the strength of ivy on a tree
A grip that holds him down
keeps him sane.
He lets out a thank you
And she lets out a sneeze
My name is Gabe Jacobs, and I am terrified of inadequacy. I miss Anthony, and I believe Michael Bay was Shakespeare in a past life.