Tuesday, March 2, 2010

the covenant 

let me be 
your protector 
and guide you 
through life.  take 
my hand,
he proudly said. 

let me guide you
to the chair, and 
steady your legs.  take 
my hand, 
she gently whispered. 

Poem © 2010 by R. Burnett Baker 
Photo © 2009 by Ronald E. Baker 
Photo taken by Ronald E. Baker, March 15, 2009


  1. That was very nice
    I like the way the title bore some weight
    ...and the subtle change of narrator
    and time
    Thank you for your nice comment on my blog

  2. Beautiful. There's something so timeless and universal about growing old with someone. (not that I would know, of course, since I am ever-so-young) hee