“I've Held Her Hand"

By Jason Kirk Bartley

I've kept hold of her hand,

through thick and through thin.

I've never let go,

for that would be a mortal sin.

I love her the more,

She loves me too,

The rarest of things,

our love is true.

We've ventured this life with joys

and with pains,

But I still held her hand,

everyone knows it sometimes rains.

I covered her in prayer to God up above,

kneeling, holding her hand, with all of my love.

He's there to carry us through every circumstance.

We've not loved in vain.

I held her hand even more tightly

through all of the pain.

I held her hand in happiness and through the trips and the falls.

I kept holding her hand through it all.

As she finally released my hand,

I try and refrain,

the tears drench my eyes.

She's no more in pain.

She now awaits my arrival,

I will not be late.

where we'll join our hands forever by Heaven's gate.