IN YOUR ARMS
By: Dianna Lee Nore
In Your Arms
In your arms is where I should be.
Close enough as too people could be.
Sharing our lives one day at a time
Growing in ways we never knew we could find.
Waxing and waning yet our love never flailing
Rising and falling for each always hailing.
Our hearts on our sleeves in our never ending days
Loving you even more deeply in unheard of ways.
The times we have had, the children we have born
Gives me pause for thanks, or love never worn.
Always in your arms is where I should be…