Grace

I watch you struggle silently

And offer Love in hand.

I cannot walk the road for you

I CAN be your friend.

 

Offering a hand to hold,

An ear to listen,

And a heart that knows

There is grace…

Even in this.

 

Soft is The Hand

That holds my hand

And soft the love that flows.

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