Take My Hand
ake My Hand
Take My Hand, Dear Sweet Child,
And Put this Memory in Your Heart.
I Shall Always Love You.....
From That We Will Not Depart.
It Is Getting Time for Me to Go,
I Am Sick and Somewhat Old.
And I Know That it Pains You
But Our Memories You Will Hold.
Hold Them Close to Your Heart..
For That Is Where I Shall Abide.
Knowing How Much I Love You
Will Help Your Pain to Subside.
Please Don’t Feel Too Bad for Me.
Be Glad I Have Found Peaceful Sleep.
I Have Left Behind Sweet Memories..
So Please Remember..And Try Not to Weep.
Now Take My Hand Dear Sweet Child,
My Time Is Drawing Near......
Please Believe Me When I Say, My Love
I Am Going Where There Are No Tears....
Connie Moore
Copyright © Connie Moore | Year Posted 2013
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