Hold My Hand

Hold my hand when I am young
Keep me safe from hurtful things
From racing cars and barking dogs
And in the night with darkness falling.

Hold my hand when I am sweet
In tenderness and playful jests
On long walks and quiet evenings
And just because you are the best.

Hold my hand when I am wed
In the good times and the bad
In the precious joyful moments
And when no words but tears are shed.

Hold my hand in my twilight
In the joy of life proceeding
Hold my hand in my fullness
Of children’s children gleefully laughing.

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