When you were blind
Waiting to heal
Your hand in mine
To hold and feel
Feeling the strength of years
Never ending like pulsing tides
So great an honour ever since a bride
There in a bit of time to be your guide
The spirit pulsing in so steadfast a hand
Helping to hold up life’s challenging band
Vibrant and strong and warm
There over a lifetime weathering the storm
As the darkness slowly clears
When sight renews your eyes to shine
Never will I forget the glowing years
With your hand always there and guiding mine