Take My Hand Take My Hand

Echoes of a long since forgotten time
Begs to become a rhyme.
Take my hand; I'll escort you through
To explore the world
Which I once knew.


Take my hand; I'll glide with you
To places, and among their people who,
Have cluttered my mind's heart.


Take my hand, I'll see through your eyes
The experiences and maybe some lies,
From where I've said many Good-byes!


Take my hand, let us embark,
Through captured moments,
Of my heart


As hand in hand
We Start!

Ellenelizabeth ©