In the Arms of Your Protection
IN THE ARMS OF YOUR protection
In the darkness of
The lonely night, of
The engulfing enemy.
I bury my face,
I bury my child soul
Into the comforting care
Of your arm.
The morning breaks.
It was all a dream
Endless circle
Sleep-morning break.
Copyright © Catherine Reinke | Year Posted 2009
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