THE BOOK

I held the book so tightly in my hand.

I wanted to see You,

and You to see me.

The many names I could not understand,

but I wanted to see You,

and You see me.

I went pawing; something was gnawing.

Could there be space for me

by Your side?

I hold the words so tightly in my heart.

I want to know You,

and You to know me.

The many times I tore myself apart,

but I want to know You,

and You know me.

When I am reading, I am needing

to find some place for me

by Your side.