I’ll Hold You Always
I’ll hold you always In the small space between my busy thoughts There still remains an unspoken emptiness And aching void I’ve reluctantly learned to embrace I’ll hold you always When I feel your baby brother’s china cheeks There are yours And when I savor your sister’s chocolate eyes There are yours, too When your dadda’s long fingers Intertwine with mine Yours are there You are forever a part of us I’ll hold you always My heart is your grave For now you’ll rest here Some recklessly trample these sacred grounds Naive to their precious contents I am a living memoir of your love I’ll hold you always, almost forever A breath held in suspense Waiting, waiting For broken things to be made Better than right For faith to be made sight Til the exhale releases And all these crushed pieces Find their way into a mysterious magnificent mosaic And the pain of each broken dream Set in its place of purpose By the Author and Artist Himself I’ll hold you almost always Here in
