To You
I think I cold walk
through the simmering sand
if I held your hand.
I think I could swim
the skin shivering sea
if you would accompany me.
And run on ragged, windy heights,
climb rugged rocks
and walk on air:
I think I could do anything at all,
if you were there.
by Karla Kuskin
via This Place I know: poems of comfort (a children's poetry book) by Georgia Heard ISBN 0763619248
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