a poem i wrote to the sorority that we presented at our last sunday night meeting.
a poem from the heart
a circle we have found
a place we can call our own
a term that means
endearment
commitment
ever true
by a laugh
or a cry
I will know your voice
by a hug
or a touch
I will know what your feeling
by a look
or a smile
I will know what to say
take my hand
and I’ll take yours
your fingers
my hope
your palm
my cornerstone
your hand is warm
slightly shaking
as I realize mine is too
I can’t say I could have done it
without you.
to my girls who held my hand through it all.
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