Stretching out her hand
she smoothed the tiredness and fatigue
comforted me when I was down, flicked away the frown
A hand that reached into my heart,
reassured me we would never be apart
and I was free, to be just me
A hand that held me as I wept
Stretching out her hand
she smoothed the tiredness and fatigue
comforted me when I was down, flicked away the frown
A hand that reached into my heart,
reassured me we would never be apart
and I was free, to be just me
A hand that held me as I wept
A hopeless romantic who loves the written word and writes to inspire. www.yogawithrebeccajane.com