“Hands That Saved the World”
A Love Poem for John Connor
Before the war, before the fate,
Before the weight of time grew great,
There was you and there was me,
Turning to a childhood beat.
Polished floors and echoing calls,
Square dancing in Catholic halls.
Hand in hand, step by step,
A rhythm I’ll never forget.
No machines, no fear, no fight,
Just your touch beneath soft light.
Laughter spun in circles tight,
Safe within that golden night.
The world would change, the years would break,
Skynet rose and lives it’d take.
But in my heart, time stays still,
Where we dance, and always will.
Not with war, not with steel,
But with love, with something real.
Your hand in mine, a perfect start,
The rhythm that still beats in my heart.