by: Sarah
I remember a time you sat by my side
Asleep in a chair
As I woke in a bed
Confused as could be
Tubes and machines ding
Constantly
Your eyes open
And tears stream
At first sight of me
That memory I hold and keep
It’s cherished well inside so deep.
It’s now my turn to hold your hand
To be the one by the bed
You were my rock when I was weak
Holding my hand while I sleep
Close your eyes
It will be alright
I’ve got your hand
I’m by your side.