Take my hand
it's not hard to do,
For I have a trip
planned just for you.
Close your eyes
and look for me,
I am waiting
and soon you'll see.
No more sadness
no more pain,
Nothing to loose
but everything to gain.
With my hands and breath
I have created you,
But now the time has come
and we have things to do.
To look up
and touch the sky,
To see the angels
and learn to fly.
Skys so blue
and streets so gold,
Things always thaught about
but no words have ever told.
Take a deep breath
and believe in me,
I will be with you
through out eternity.
Take my hand
it's not hard to do,
For I have a trip
planned just for you.
~Andreia L. York-Sheets
November 22,1995
In memory of a friend of mine's
mother who died of cancer on this date
