OUR MOTHER'S ARMS

From those first awkward steps into them

our mother’s arms fit round us like a glove

Providing us with all we need…

for all we need…

is love

 

And showing us, as we grow older, 

anytime 

or anywhere

When we step back into our mother’s arms...

we’ll find some comfort there.

 

And when they begin to need us more…

our arms fit round them like a glove

providing them with all they need

for all they need…

is love.

 

And when they’re no longer with us

how often do we find…

we still can feel that warm embrace…

 

our mother’s arms have left behind.

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