Hold my hand in the morning,
Hold my hand in the night,
Hold my hand when you see me,
Alone we stand into the light.

I will watch for a smile,
Looking for it everywhere,
I will look for this smile,
For this love we will share.


These words have long been in the back of my mind. They came forth a while back and nothing else could mean more to me today. A song keeps running through my mind and I am unable to know how many letters I have written.

Do I write more each day?

Why do I continue to see these letters in my dreams? They seem to haunt me with omens, I can see them yet I am unable to change the outcome even though I know what is going to happen. I watch for the signs of danger and yet still know that whatever I do it still occurs as it has been written.

There is no satisfaction in knowing the great times to come, I continue to dwell on the past and look towards the future with open arms. Knowing one day the letter written long ago while I was only a new teen will come to pass. This of all the letters I have written is the most important to me. It is a letter of life, it is a letter of hope, it is a letter only dreams are made of. Written from my future to an adolesant child, to let me know that love does exist, and to remind me there is more to life than is on the surface.

I thank the ones responsible for allowing me to read these letters. I thank the ones who passed this legacy on to me. The gifts of love, patience, honesty were only a few of life’s lessons I was taught before learning how to live. These gifts freely given to me to pass on to those I call friends and family, these gifts from the ones who brought me into this world by an act of love.

Father, you are always in my mind, Mother you have always guided me, Brother you have been my example, and Sisters you trusted me to be myself. Friends you have given me a shoulder to lean on in times of crisis. All of you have taught me who I am, and in so doing, know you have given me something I can never repay.

I honor the letters from the future, and see the past that is left behind.

Can you see the letters that have been sent to you?

They will guide you, they will support every decision, and they will be the future we all dream for.

In the letters I see of life,
Long ago they spoke of strife.
Now I see these letters are free,
Sent to those who read like me.

When you hold that letter within,
Soon the love of life begins.
Hold inside this letter you see,
It will set our hearts free.

really enjoyed this one,nice to srr your work again

((((( G )))))))

Most awesome,,,,

Thank you for reading. I don't have much time for writing lately but I still try to scribble from time to time.



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I only wish I could scribble half as good as you Mr G....good to read ya man...be safe and GOD bless..

oooh Gryphyn ... nice to read you again

Inspiring(literarily speaking)
thanx