Grounded

I stand here tall/summoning strength from within/knowing that today my life beings again./I shall muster my strength/every ounce that my being has/ to hold strong my outward hand/as I await your grasp./To pull me, to hold me/to warm this stoic cold./To shake, to bend/ but never in your heart fold./Where ever, when ever/I have no date known/but with hope I stand/waiting/yet not alone. MLM