Your Hand In Mine Poem by Jayne Louise Davies

A walk along the woody glen,
Oh how I do remember then,
When days were full of lovely spring,
With all the joys that nature brings,
And we would walk,
Hand in hand,
Enjoy the pleasures of this land,
Where birds would sing from treetops high,
Beneath the bright blue morning sky,
Flowers picked along the way,
I'd love to go back to those days,
When spring was such a precious time,
I walked with you,
Your hand in mine.

Jayne Louise Davies