One's Arms to Hold

One’s arms to hold Are bands of gold That surround the frightened me I am but brave But the happiness I save Will soon be flying free One’s hands to care Give love to share That eases my pain within That’s aching and trying To muffle my crying Of my sorrow and dreadful sin One’s arms to embrace My awkwardness grace Of times that are hard to live But caring and trying Can keep me from dying So happiness is what I can give This and all other works contained in this site are copyrighted©. No reproduction in any manner is permitted.