I'm here holding out my hand until you turn around to see me, your eyes were always ahead trying survey the path making sure every step placed was practiced before me, too focused to see that your hand has slipped from mine.

My eyes were always directed by you when they weren't on your back ready reach out to hold you up,but you never needed me the way I always seemed to need you.

Time grants only brief moments to do or say what needs to be said, you with all your knowledge and I frozen in fear could not understand in those days we were given only...