Hold my hand

You held it when I was born

When I needed it to stand

You held it so I could walk

Made the simple seem so grand

You held it when I fell

Told me – bravely get back up

You held it when I was broken

Showed me how full was my cup

You held it in joy and in sorrow

Held it tight, with no demand

Like a promise made forever

Father, always hold my hand

Published by ElusiveSilence

Always wondering....

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