July 23, 2012

Hold On

When you get old
you will need a hand,
one you can hold
in the night,
not some easy touch
to feel you up,
take you to paradise
and back, but 
one who knows
the way out,
who will keep you
from stumbling
in the dark,
getting in your
own way, ease you 
toward the exit when
you cry to stay,
just like the hand
guiding you
down the aisle
when you 
first arrived.