I said to him, "Husband, take off your shoes;
then follow your own footsteps into the darkest night.
Once there, catch up to me, and together,
we’ll walk hand-in-hand into the Light----
bonded forever through the darkness, then the Light."
The battles, we will win, with courage, we shall fight.
And, if the months turn into years,
and the courage into fears, we’ll stand tall throughout it all,
knowing God won’t let us fall.
So, hold steadfast, make it last until tomorrow,
when it has passed---those days of sorrow.
Yes, we have learned to pray, to say to Him each day,
"Please lead us on, until all the pain has gone."
We now laugh again, my husband, my best friend;
for He walks with us until the very end !
And, Oh -- the things we say, for now we talk----
His Hand has guided us through our Midnight Walk !
written by:
Kathy Morris
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