A Helping Hand
You hold my hand,
I, like a child, feel safe.
You hold my hand,
I feel a warm embrace.
You hold my hand,
I, like a child, feel safe.
You hold my hand,
I feel a warm embrace.
Ann, all of your work is so special, amazing, and creative. I am so jealous at how you can convey a deep, powerful message in so few words. I tend to ramble on and on, and I literally can't...
in Spiritual Poems about Death
Once I glimpsed another world,
gilded streams of light unfurled,
incandescent trails of wonder
blew my present world asunder.
Thank you so much for your lovely comment - it means a great deal to me.
in Grief Poems
I wasn't there to say goodbye,
to reminisce of times gone by.
I wasn't there to make you smile,
Six years ago, my mother was in the hospital. She had congestive heart failure. After my dad would get back from the hospital, I would always ask him if she was getting better. One day, he...