Monday, August 6, 2007

Outstreched Hand

When you stand alone, don’t worry,
for I am still beside you.
When it seems that no one cares, be calm,
for you still mean the world to me.

When you discover lies, stay true,
for I am still honest to you.
When you fear that you have no purpose, never fret,
for you are the reason I smile.

When you fall, look up,
for my hand is reaching out to you.
Reach out and take it,
it will never let you go.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

all your poems are flipppin amazing!!