The Hand Poem by JoAnn McGrath
The Hand
Fear is keeping time
with the beating of my heart
But you have been with me
from the very start
I can't run and hide
Your always by my side
And when I've fallen down
Your hand helps me rise
I'll take your hand now
You'll lead me away
To peace and tranquility
into another day
The hand of god and the hands of your friends are always there for you in the end...
This is lovely jojo....You are in my thoughts and hope you're feeling better today..One thing's for sure, your words are more than healthy and strong. Perhaps there in will lay 'the cure.' hugs, marci.xo
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JoAnn, the hand of God is always there and so is mine my friend anytime you may need it. Thanks for sharing this my special friend. David