A Helping Hand To Hold
A Helping Hand To Hold
My mind is a blank
When I contemplate her
Learning to not think
Yet my thoughts are astir
Does she ever blink?
Or does it occur
She’s not so alone
And her sadness just shrank
Still, there aren’t words
Or sole to move the weight of past
Friendly hands help the stones to stir
Free the river to flow fast
Over time drops dissolve boulders
Eroding the fears at last
Looking ahead instead over shoulders
Trust, the feeling we share
You must, if you ever hope to repair
I will, as long as we can stay fair
I will, for you, for nothing can compare
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