Helping Hands

To skirt around the city,
or risk the unsafe path?
For those alone, I have pity.
Two, better than one; the most basic of math.

If I should slip and fall,
a helping hand shall reach out.
Partners to heed each call,
like twigs, lashed together, are unbreakably stout.

Our bellies full of greens.
Two days till we eat again.
Safer paths, and substantial means,
Seek we together, pressing on toward the win!