Transcendental Sonnet #645:
With Your Hand in Mine
My book is constantly evolving into
Something very like a dream come true
It has taken lots of work a few false starts
But it is something which will touch hearts
It keeps getting thicker as I get thinner
It chronicles my life as saint and sinner
It tells my story everything about me
It will yet be remembered: do not doubt me
My mermaid girl it is all for you
My fragile one my hothouse flower
Nothing in the universe is true
But that which I find in the power
Of one so small and broken so sick and frail
Silke with your hand in mine I cannot fail
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+Steven Curtis Lance
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