Hold on

To reach for hope
To hold onto it
sometimes it’s like clutching an ice cube, or two

But if I keep holding the ice-cold, tight in a warm grip,
It will thaw.

If I hold onto
what will inevitably be–
just wait, wait:


God, give us the power to forgive,
to thaw our hearts
for each

to turn to one another,
and dare to say,
‘Hold on to me.’

Copyright © 2019 A.M. Wilsonne

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