Take My Hand

Take my hand. Guide me to where you are. I want to feel your heart beating even if I know you are already far. Will you still know me? Or even remember me? I pray to God to give you that memory. I look up at the beautiful sky. I know I can reach it if only I can fly. So, I lie in wait and can’t help but cry. Even in my sorrow, I can’t ask God why. I know I will no longer see you, no matter how hard I try So please God send my message to him up high. Tell him wherever he may be, His memories will always be with me.