Clasping Your Hand
A walk through life holding your hand
Together we shall walk
Swinging back and forth as we talk
I once pushed you on a swing
I once gave you a diamond ring you meant everything
Always wherever we went I took your hand
Twenty-seven years have disappeared
My hand is empty as I walk alone
Thinking of yesteryear
The one thing most missed is
Clasping your hand
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2019
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