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I'll Hold Your Hand

I'm growing old
My body is weary
I don't want to leave you
I still see you quite clearly

Please hold my hand

Are you still there
My time is drawing near
My vision is blurry
I can barley hear

Please hold my hand

I can no longer see you
The lights have all gone out
Oh, my darling I love you
But my time has run out

Please hold my hand

I see you quite clearly
Bent over my bed
Tears run down your cheeks
That you have shed

I know your heart is breaking
Please dry your eyes and see
I haven't gone far, reach up to me

And I'll hold your hand

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Date: 3/11/2015 7:41:00 PM
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Date: 3/9/2015 4:19:00 PM
Timothy, Congratulations, on your win. Stop by my latest blog "BEGINNINGS" if you'd like. Hope you are having a Wonderful Day, thank you for supporting my contest -Always & Forever- LINDA
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Date: 1/28/2015 10:48:00 PM
Timothy, This is absolutely, positively beautiful, from the construction to the flow, to the rhyme, to the message. It's first rate in every way. Thank you for creating it.
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Date: 1/19/2015 3:43:00 AM
OH OH beautiful is this! It has touched my heart. Death was never meant to be...but one day, Death will die. That's why I love the poem by John Donne...Death be Not Proud. Lovely poem here. Thanks for your visit to my work.
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Date: 1/6/2015 2:56:00 PM
so sad heart wrenching Tim yet powerfully displayed superb pen hugs 7 oh typo in 2nd verse last line barley should be barely
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Timothy Emmons
Date: 1/7/2015 3:41:00 PM
Thanks Shadow.
Date: 1/3/2015 10:51:00 PM
We may feel like we are losing our loved ones when they pass away, but they are closer than we realize... This poem is truly beautiful, Timothy. I was very touched by it... Welcome to Poetry Soup! I am looking forward to reading more of your work.
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Timothy Emmons
Date: 1/5/2015 11:46:00 AM
Thanks Kelly, I wrote this poem while thinking of my wife's grandparents. They were married for ever, and when Grandpa passed Grandma had alshimers. It was truly heat breaking, they were everything to each other.
Date: 1/1/2015 5:55:00 PM
Beautiful but heartbreaking!
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Date: 1/1/2015 1:50:00 AM
Beautiful heartfelt poem...lovely! :) john.
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