sometimes when I hold my own hand

i realize how small and fragile it really is

it is at times so warm and others so cold

i whisper to myself i love you

i know you have a long way to go

things to push past

road blocks to be broken through

i know i’ve let you down

i’m sorry and you’re forgiven

let’s try it again

tomorrow when you wake up

it’s a new chance to begin

i’ll wake up

i’ll smile

i’ll know that once again i can reclaim anything i may have lost

throw out anything that is in my way

i love you my dear

there really is nothing to fear