By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 23, 2018 Helping Hand By Phyllis Juhlin Park He placed his chubby, trusting hand in mine,And slowing up my pace to meet his own,I helped the small uncertain legs along,The rugged path before his wondering eyes. Today he takes my care-worn hand in his,And now, adjusting strides beyond my strength,He guides my tired, weary legs along,The rugged path before my fading sight. (1951) ...
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