Michael P. McParland
Holding Your Hand - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Holding your hand and holding you
to give you comfort and warmth
while I show you my loving care.
Please be calm in your heart
as your Michael sends you his soul and heart,
please feel peace and calm in yourself
with the knowledge will soon actually
be in each others arms kissing so sweet.
So feel my hand in yours as I take it mine
and pull you so close saying I love you babe.
I love you sweet Kira and I'm holding
your hand through everything no matter what,
I am all yours and I love you so much,
I will always give my best and stretch
my limits to give you all that you need and you want,
I love you sweet Kira and will stand by you for all time
because you are my Angel and northern star.
I am right by your side hand in hand
giving you my full support in every way.
I love you sweet Kira and will hold you through all time
because you are my soul mate and true best friend.
Kira I am holding your hand all the time
and all the way because I don't want you to
feel like you are alone when you aren't
my dear love and sweet friend,
I hate to see you suffering in pain
as it hurts me as well.
Seeing people I love hurting inside makes
me curl up in deep pain as well.
Kira I'm holding your hand because I love you so dear,
I'm holding your hand because I don't
ever want to lose you in any way.
Kira I'm holding your hand because I know
how much love that you need and crave,
I'm holding your hand because I have
so much to give and crave to give it all to you,
I adore you sweet lady and crave your presence here
because I want to give you myself in every way.
I love you sweet Kira and will share
myself in every way only with you,
in little activities and very deep
emotional closeness I'm yours alone my sweet Goddess.
Kira I love you and miss you so badly
and I'm holding your hand to show you
that you are the greatest.
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