He holds her,
As an extension of his self
She is not a stranger,
That he has to let go of...
Perhaps she is a child,
Who would wander away.
Stumble on things ,
Or Harm might come her way
She is safer in his hands,
When the mind has to focus away.
Held so close to him...
His most precious possession.
How can u people write these beautiful words. ..simply amazing...