She held my hand
When I couldnt stand upright
For my well being
With the whole world
She picked a fight
She was oppresed all those days
But to care for me
She still found some weary ways
She wept my tears
Whenever I wept
And remained awake
As I slept
She kapt me safe away from harms
My soul relieved
When she held me in her arms
She was so dear
She was so true
Her love was old
But still it's new
Whatever I do
Where ever I stand
I could have been this
Had she not held
That tiny meek hand
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