We Shall Be, Hand In Hand

Thee I love too dearly.
Thy existence on a thread nearly.

Wound thee, I never could.
Thy Savior, Is thy motherhood.

For thee the globe shall be,
Whom thy came from me.

My eyes are Thy.
Thy blood in mine.

We shall stand, hand in hand.

by Linda ErikssonBique

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