Guiding Hands

Your guiding hand,
so fragile now,
has lead me toward
a stronger grasp
on life and truth.

Now, as I clasp
your tired hand,
I offer strength
to help you stand,
hold on to hope.

Guiding Hands © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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Submitted: March 20, 2019