When darkness closed upon me you took my hand and said 'Won't you come and walk with me, I don't want to see you dead.' So I took your hand and said I'd walk with you a ways; You seemed to have the hope I lacked to get me through my days. The days have turned to months and the months have turned to years Yet still you walk beside me as I learn to face my fears. I still must face the moments When in darkness I can't stand And I still hear you say to me 'Come and take my hand.'
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This is beautiful, and so, very, very true! Reminds me of those times in my life, where a strong sense of Faith is elusive, and hold on tight to Blind Faith, (like a storm that has just turned the electricity and lights off) until a stronger sense of my Higher Power, whom I choose to call God returns to everyday life. Reminds me of the FootSteps Prayer, too. Thank you.
God Bless you.
Toni
Hi Phil, Went back and saw that you added your own Poem, also very beautiful, thank you for sharing it with us. So glad to see you are strongly on the mend, and feeling better.