Take My Hand Poem by R.L Glassman

The things I want to show you
the things I'll show you will be grand
the places that you'll see,
come, take my hand

You'll lay your eyes upon them
your face will light up with glee
I can't wait to show you,
the things that you'll see

The sounds that you'll hear
both quiet and even loud
the places we'll both go
alone or in a crowd

Just follow by my footsteps
watch me as I go
come with me to places
and learn all you do not know

Follow by my shadow
stand with me in light
come take my hand
and we'll see this lovely sight

Oh, don't you understand?
The things that you'll see
take my hand
please do come with me

In castles we will dance
In palaces we will dine
life will be ours
if your hand would reach for mine

Look into my eyes
Tell me what you think
if you'd only come with me
In beauty we would sink

The people to whom we would speak
in blue oceans we would dive
all the places you would see
if you were only alive

12/15/2014