being in her arms was always a safe haven
from the worries and the troubles of the world
being in her arms was always a sanctuary
from the problems I brought upon myself
being in her arms was like a shangri-la
compared to the world outside her embrace
I wish I could have spent my entire life
in the blissful loving confines of her arms
but all things eventually come to an end
and tears often fall from partings
bob boyd