I Held His Hand

I Held His Hand by Kathryn Cloward

A plaid dress and knee-high white socks and shiny black Mary Jane shoes
A little girl full of wonder on her first day of school

He held my hand as he walked by my side
He helped me feel brave with the courage to try
And with a smile so wide he looked at me in my eyes
He said my baby girl you’re my joy my pride

An aisle of white flowers and blue skies overlooking the bay
A celebration of love and hope for a storybook wedding day

He held my hand as he walked by my side
He helped me feel cherished the day I was a bride
And with a smile so wide he looked at me in my eyes
He said my baby girl you’re my joy my pride

Early morning on Thanksgiving in a hospital delivery room
A crimson-haired baby was born and a family tree grew

He held my hand as he sat by my side
He helped me feel worthy to guide my son through life
And with a smile so wide he looked at me in my eyes
He said my baby girl he’ll be your joy your pride

His breath was getting weaker but there was nothing left unsaid
We knew the moment was nearing fast as he laid in a hospital bed

I held his hand as I sat by his side
I helped him feel at peace to move towards the light
As tears flooded my eyes he gazed at me one last time
I said daddy it’s okay to go we’ll be just fine

I held his hand
Yes I held his hand
I held his hand
As he journeyed to the other side

*******************