Mother's Hand Poem by Trina Graves

As a little girl I held your hand tightly
For the world was a scary place
As the years went by our clasp loosened
As I became eager to explore
Then the day came that we both let go
And I was able to walk alone

Whatever I have faced in life
I've known you hand is always there
For me to hold, if I need
The warmth of your love
And guidance of your hand
Has steered me through the crowd of life
To bring me through

Now, as the years pass
I hold my hand out to you
For I will always be there
If you ever need me
Take my hand and together
We can walk the rest of the path