Brian's Poem: Orange Avenue
Created by Becky 10 years ago
Hard little pilgrim
take my hand,
and at the light
we will step high
into a wondrous land.
Very well,
I will be Here
until you Love
instead of fear.
Just know the hand you hold's
your own,
it teaches nothing
but alone.
And though it comforts you
for now,
You'll cling to Mine
one day, somehow.
by Brian Scott Nelson, ©2013