You held my hands and took me to light...
Guiding me through darkness, into the bright
You held my hands and taught me to fight
You also told me what is wrong and what is right
You put colours in my hand and made me draw
You played the first note of music into my ears
You made me realise that life is all about what and how I saw
Making me ride on with courage and do away with all fears
You led a simple life and showed how one's needs can be very few
To live in the moment and cherish it
And keep moving from the old and always learn something new
You let me learn from your gentle grace,
To cherish what the world can give.
In every moment, find my place,
And in simplicity, truly live.
Now that your hand is gone...or has it really?
Doesn't it still continue to guide
And stay by my side eternally?
