Trust

Can you feel the hand in yours,
It's the soft small hand of your child,
Taken on a walk down a road, to discovery.
Such a small thing trusting in you to lead,
To take them where the fields are full of bloom.

Can you feel the hand in yours,
It is soft and wrinkled, it holds on
For guidance, so they don't fall to the
Ultimate destination, trusting you to catch,
Feeling safe in the embrace of another hand.

Can you feel the hand in yours,
It is the hand of the one you love,
The one you pledged, "I do", to, you
Join hands to make a journey together,
Through all the challenges and chances.

Can you feel the hand in yours,
It is your friend, looking for comfort,
As loss has invaded our world, we hold
Tight, grieving together, holding on for dear
Life because it was too soon and we need each other.

Can you feel the hand in yours,
From around the world, in all different
Colors, calling binding us as human in each
And every hand held, in each and every joy, in
Each and every sorrow, we are one with another.

 

to my sisters