I Guard Your Eyes

I reach out and hold your hand

With these hands that time has worn,

Lines like rivers, slow and grand,

Carved by years, by love, by storm.

And I watch over your gaze

With these eyes now dim with age—

Still I see you, clear as day,

Through the silence, through the haze.

My hands are growing old,

But they still know how to hold.

My eyes are losing light,

But they still guard you through the night.

I don’t know how long I’ll stay—

But I’m here with you today.

We’ve wandered through a breaking world,

Beasts of fear and shadows hurled.

Still I came to be near you,

Scared, but here, it’s all I knew.

So I sit and take your hand,

In the quiet, understand:

No grand answers, no clear plan—

Just these moments where we stand.

My hands are growing old,

But they still know how to hold.

My eyes are losing light,

But they still guard you through the night.

I don’t know how long I’ll stay—

But I’m here with you today.

Time slips by, and still I try

To be the one who won't say goodbye.

If all I give is this, I’ll give it whole—

My trembling hand, my quiet soul.

My hands are growing old,

But they still know how to hold...

My eyes are fading slow,

But they still won’t let you go...