Hold My Hand


hold my hand

Hold my hand in friendship,
while I am still alive.
Come take my hand and walk with me,
along the road of life.
For I don’t want your whispers,
when my ears can no longer hear,
Nor your embrace,
when I can no longer feel.
Let me know you need me,
while I can still extend my hand;
Lest I let the Savior take me,
to a far and blessed land…


  1. who December 26, 2008 2:37 pm Reply

    This is a beautiful poem, its real deep. It makes me cry!

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