Hold On - Give Me Your Hand

My wife and I do oft

deign through the neighborhood to walk

and when we do we silent glide

though sometimes we will talk.

Through decades long and decades sweet

we’ve been through thick and thin

We love to watch just where we’re goin’

and reflect on where we’ve been.

The rugged road is slick with snow

this wintry time of year

and so we bundle up so warm

'tis the treacherous ground we fear.

Still, shuffling out the door we go

to make our rounds with faith we dare

“Hold on - give me your hand”

I say to her - she, so fair.

So o’er the icy track we go

a-walkin’ hand in hand,

we make our way in silence warmed

with the glowing song of a gentle lovers’ band.