The Power of Our Arms
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We learn quite early the one place we can always feel safe and free from harm from the moment we are born…is in our parent’s arms.
As babies they cradle us before we can walk…when we’re eating… as we’re sleeping…we feel their tenderness surround us every time they pick us up when we’re smiling…when we’re weeping.
It is not merely a coincidence that…with a smile on our face…our first steps are taken from across the room…into their warm embrace.
Then one day we begin to understand how our arms were created with the knack not only to receive love but, with a hug, to give it back.
From that moment on…when our life is happy…nothing quite compares…when we wrap our arms around each other and our happiness is shared.
Or how when sadness enters our life…in the comfort of each other’s arms we find a way….to blend our sadnesses together and for a moment wash our tears away.
And we come realize in life…down whatever path we’re heading…
the seeds of love are created in our hearts…
but it’s our arms that do their spreading.
Copyright © Jim Yerman | Year Posted 2022
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