handy words

this poem was dedicated to a best friend, going to a new world..

what would Genie needs
when she decide to roll to a new
thought an extra hand would do
to help Genie with those luggage full of shoe

Hopping this hand might even do
to give Genie a comfort pat in times of woe woe..
or just a hand to hold when she kinda blue

I shall say in case Genie doesn’t have a clue
that the space left is kinda huge
and my world had missed a hue
when’ i lost a special friend such as you’