The Third Verse To G Poem by Violet Klyukina

Give me thy hand
And I shall clasp it at my soul
And I shall never let thee fall
And turn thy life into the sand…

And I shall cherish in my heart
Thine image through the darkest days
When life leads me by lonely ways
And tries to make us go apart…

I shall detach the fires of hell
When angels cry for our souls
Who filled with tears many bowls
To pour them into vital well…

And I shall love thee through the years
And keep thy hand upon my heart
In order not to be apart
To tear away all our fears…