Take my hand
And walk with me into the sunlight;
We’ll take the poetry of Keats
And the poetry of Yeats,
We’ll pray beside flowers
And walk through sacred gates
Of a new beginning
Where every hurt is healed
And dissipates.
I’ll find child-like innocence
In your eyes,
And I promise to believe
That love will never die.
Uriah Hamilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-promise/
