When I was just a little tot
the first time I tried to stand,
I looked around as if to say
"Mama hold my hand."
So many times I walked and
fell
and hurt myself and cried
and she would kiss away my tears -
she was my lifelong guide. Then
on my first day starting school
I was as scared as I could be,
But mama took me by the hand
and did her best to comfort me.
So many years have passed
since then
my children have all grown,
with all these years of life gone by
she's in a nursing home.
Now our roles are quite
reversed
I've come to understand
the woman who once was so strong
can hardly even stand.
But mama please don't
worry
I'll be there at your command.
And whenever you may need me,
I'll say ~ "Mama, hold my hand."
