The little boy
looked up and asked..
Father would you hold my hand?
He looked down
and without a sound
His open palm gently grasped

Please hold on and dont let go
The little boy replied

You see I fell
and in need of comfort
since it made me cry

Not to worry little one
I'll always be here for you
In times of trouble
something serious
Even when your blue

The little one smiled
Took his head
And leaned on his fathers hand

Closed his eyes
And with a sigh
Agreed with his fathers command

His strong voice uttered
My little son
you need to learn from this
Maybe one day
someone might say
The same in need
when feeling amiss

Days then past
from weeks...