Yesterday,
today and tommorow,
hold my hand through my happiness and sorrow.
when i stand and when i fall,
hold my hand some more.
When im laughing and when im crying,
hold my hand let me feel like im flying.
In the day and in the night,
hold my hand...it feels so right!
Well expressed thoughts and feelings nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing, Esther.
When im laughing and when im crying, hold my hand let me feel like im flying.....love is always a fairy flight full of mysteries..... may your wishes in love come true.. this is prayer for u. tony
Just BEing present for another with the touch of a hand holding your own. It is a gift given to those who are dying, those who are loved and those who need compassion and caring. Such a simple and profound gesture of hope given freely from one to another. Fantastically written and inspiring. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very intimate thing that was made cheap by further love images.