When They Held Hands

When they held hands,
The Atlantic sent luminous waves
To its vast and sandy shore.
When they held hands,
The robins danced and chirped
In the rainforest of Amazon.
When they held hands,
The sun peeked through the clouds
And illuminated a dull afternoon.
When they held hands,
A shooting star ran across the sky,
Calling people to make a wish.
When they held hands,
The dandelions swayed in soft breeze
And played with the green grass.

© Wara Karim