Take my hand ..in your hand and lead me ..to pastures green where daisy's sway ..among the gentle breeze take my hand ..and lend me your eyes to see ..where love can mend broken dreams ..and free the spirit within a core ..once locked behind ...shuttered doors take my hand ..and free me to discovery things ..yet unseen Take my hand ..in your hand say we will be friends ..until the end
By Nancy Smith copyright �1999
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