Come with me and hold my hand.
Take me with you to the promise land.
Hold on tight don’t let me go.
For you see the things I do not know.
I don’t know want to walk alone.
I don’t know how to be all grown.
I wonder when I will learn these things.
They tell me to raise my voice and sing.
I guess I’ll smile and nod my head.
Pretend this feeling is not of dread.
I will hold my head high as the show must go on.
But in my soul I know the road is long.
On the horizon I see great things, I know I will get through this pain.
It won’t be just me in my thoughts and mind, I will have others to help me this time.
Ones I know will always be true, no matter what, through and through.
As I mature and learn through the strife, I have uncovered the joy and hope in my life.
So see if you have hope, a bit of faith and pray, you will make it through another day.
*I hope you enjoyed my poetry as I enjoy writing it. Sometimes it takes longer and other times it flies right out but I don’t always share it right away and sometimes I keep it for myself or the person it was written for. I have come to realize it’s very cathartic for me to share as I get more and more messages as to others feeling similarly as I do. It’s nice to know others can relate and even compliment my thoughts.
Have a fabulously fantastic Thursday!
Keep Hope Alive!