Take hold, take hold of dignity and respect
voices heard far beyond foster no regret.
Take hold, take hold, wither not thy life away,
let the thirst of hope be a reason you want to stay.
Walk forgotten streets you knew so long ago,
dream old dreams, forget demons of deceit.
Take hold, take hold of that strong, infinite rope,
regain much power of belief and joy of hope.
Take hold, take hold may your grip be a crowning of strength,
never waver or think dark thoughts in length.
May your hands of talent bring forth your starry eyes as you
forge toward that longing passion in your heart.
Take hold, take hold old age has gifted you well,
your golden years has arrived but no one can tell.
Written byP: Melvina Germain
Date: Sept.15/2015
Time: 2: 32am
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Full of inspiration. So Wonderful to read.