Friendly Presence
Our journey long ahead is dark
The path we tread spills hurt,
Our distance long so treacherous.
Hold my hand as I embark,
Comfort my heart by your words
The world seems alone with me.
I need you now, here and then
Walk with me all thru' dis way;
For with you at my side
The way is but gay.
Chibuzo Augustine
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