Wednesday, May 23, 2012

The Cliff (for a friend)

Of all the times we danced near the edge,
I never thought we'd end up here.

Funny how we're holding hands,
but we're not thinking about how this feels,
only how we'll keep from falling.

I can tell you looked down,
but please don't let go.

Hold on to my hand,
and I'll pray I'm strong enough
to hold you up.

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