Take My HandA Poem by Cree Nationswhen is pain real?Take my hand sweet love fear not the walk to destiny.
The fates cannot always be so blind for true love is ours to find.
The search can lead to dispair for those who never learn to share.
Ah, but when hearts are open...and hands reach out - to touch, to feel
Only then can pain be real. © 2012 Cree Nations |
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1 Review Added on November 7, 2012 Last Updated on November 9, 2012 AuthorCree NationsHouston, TXAboutHello, Where to start? I always have trouble with this part for some reason. Texan that's me. Religiously speaking I don't fall into any denomination. I believe in God and have the highest regard for .. more..Writing
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