Everybody needs a hand to hold, somebody to fall asleep to…
Hold, hold my hand
Dear crinkled eyes, having seen
Unbearable pain, with wrinkles
To show on your wry smile covered face.
For you have touched much and more
In this world, colder than a dead heart.
For I am no more than a shadow
Among the grim vestiges of snowy sorrow.
Hold, hold my hand,
For the sun is fast setting this time of day,
Albeit far lies a moonless night.