Walk Slowly Poem by Merle Steinmann

When I was young
My mother held my hand

She walked slowly
She guided me towards things
She guided me away from things

When we were older
I held her hand

I walked slowly
I guided her towards things
I guided her away from things

When my children were young
I held their hand

I walked slowly
I guided them towards things
I guided them away from things

When I am older
I want them to hold my hand

Walk slowly
Guide me towards things
Guide me away from things