Hold me

Hold me when i get scared

Hold me when i have a fear

Hold me when you are sad

Hold me when you need me most

Hold me at night or in the day

Hold me because you want to

Hold me when i cry

Hold me when i am happy

Hold me just because you love me

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

With age we learn to appreciate being held. We hold our babies close then somehow release the need to show love and kindness. The hug and the warm body near keep us young and hopeful. A very strong short poem. I like the repetition. A excellent poem.
Coyote