Take
.
m
y
.
hand,
.
m
y
.
somber
friend,
.
a
n
d
.
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
never
.
c
r
y
.
again . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
You
.
w
i
l
l
.
never
.
c
r
y
.
again
.
f
o
r
.
those
days
–
–
which
might
.
h
a
v
e
.
been . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ never
.
c
r
y
.
again,
–
–
lost
.
a
n
d
.
alone
.
i
n
.
the
darkness . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ never
.
c
r
y
.
again
.
f
o
r
.
the
relentless,
–
–
rhyming
reasons
.
o
f
.
rolling
regrets,
–
–
turning
end,
.
o
v
e
r
.
end,
.
o
v
e
r
.
end,
.
o
v
e
r
.
end,
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
filling
you
.
w
i
t
h
.
the
haunting . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
filling
you
.
w
i
t
h
.
the
haunting . . .
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
filling
you
.
w
i
t
h
.
the
haunting
–
–
emptiness
.
o
f
.
a
pale
–
–
tenderness
passing . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
b
u
t
–
–
–
never
again
.
m
y
.
somber
friend
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ never
again
.
w
i
l
l
.
you
cry . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
I
will
.
b
e
.
your
guide . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
will
.
b
e
.
the
guide
.
w
h
o
.
polishes
.
y
o
u
r
.
shine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
will
.
b
e
.
the
guide
.
w
h
o
.
lights
.
t
h
e
.
candles
.
i
n
.
your
eyes . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
will
.
b
e
.
the
guide
.
w
h
o
.
makes
.
y
o
u
.
beam
.
i
n
t
o
.
a
smile . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
I
will
.
b
e
.
the
guide
.
w
h
o
.
brings
love,
.
a
n
d
.
warmth,
.
a
n
d
.
sunshine
–
–
all
.
t
h
e
.
while . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
~ even
beneath
.
t
h
e
.
wild
.
a
n
d
.
winding,
–
–
wuthering
skies . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
climb . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
climb . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
climb . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
into
.
t
h
e
.
daylight . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
hour,
–
–
after
hour,
–
–
after
hour . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
mile,
–
–
after
mile,
–
–
after
mile . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
five . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
seven . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
nine . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
miles
high . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
still,
–
–
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
climb . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
still,
–
–
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
climb . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
still,
–
–
you
.
w
i
l
l
.
climb . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
f
o
r
–
–
–
I
will
–
–
always
.
b
e
.
right
beside . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
side
.
b
y
.
side . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
l
l
–
–
–
day,
.
a
n
d
.
every
day . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
l
l
–
–
–
night,
.
a
n
d
.
every
night . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
s
o
–
–
–
never
again
.
w
i
l
l
.
you
cry
.
m
y
.
friend . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
j
u
s
t
–
–
–
take
.
m
y
.
hand . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
j
u
s
t
–
–
–
take
.
m
y
.
hand . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
j
u
s
t
–
–
–
take
.
m
y
.
hand . . .
–
–
–
.
.
.
a
n
d
–
–
–
let
.
t
h
e
.
daylight
begin.
Reflection:
This poem was written to comfort someone whose life partner had died. I can’t imagine how difficult an experience like that might be.