Visions of Heaven

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

When my hand holds yours


When my hand holds yours,
I do not feel alone.
It is so personal,
so fitting,
so complimentary,
that I do not want to let go.
I feel like a man,
that has found a rare jewel.
I could never find an amount
to suffice its value,
for it is priceless.
In this moment,
I feel light,
I feel peace,
I feel alright.

Richard J Wright

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