No Goodbye

One wintry London night, I walked into a little church.
Two hours later I walked out hand in hand with God. “Tonight you took my hand,” God whispered,
“I will never let you go,
I will never let you down,
I will never walk off and leave you.” Why these whispers from God?
Was it because the day I was born my dad walked out
of the rest of my life?
Someone walked out of your life?
A father, a husband, a friend, a business partner? Let you down? Let you go?