Poem: Hold the One You Love

Hold the one you love near—
not just in the calm, but in storm-struck skies,
when the world forgets how to be kind,
and even your breath feels borrowed.

Hold them like time is a fragile thing,
spilling through cracks in the hourglass,
like each heartbeat could be the last note
in a song you didn’t know you were singing.

Let your hands speak what words can’t say,
pressing promises into skin,
tracing home in the curve of their back,
where no fear dares follow.

Hold them in laughter,
when joy spills careless and loud,
but hold them tighter in silence,
when sorrow sits heavy and unspoken.

For love isn’t just fireworks and summer nights—
it’s rain-soaked roads,
it’s staying when the light goes out,
it’s choosing them over and over again.

So hold the one you love near—
while the stars still burn,
while the world still turns,
while you still can.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie