Hold Your Hand Poem by Jim O'Donnell

Hold Your Hand



When do you know your angels around?
Do you see the footprint on the ground?
Do you hear a voice or even a sigh?
Or the flutters of angel wings go by

Well you know not all that’s true
But be sure it’s always here with you
Just do not try to understand
You’re Angels there to hold your hand

01 10 2010
Chellaston

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