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MY ARMS
Thinking about my arms always brings a smile to my face
How they’re able to open wide and welcome others into their embrace.
How every time they open they seem to make me grow…
How they work the same when someone is feeling joy
as when they’re filled with woe.
How when joy enters a person’s life…
and into my arms they come to be…
the joy that they are feeling…
melts right into me.
How when sadness enter their life
in my arms we find a way
to blend our sadness together
and wash our tears away.
Yes, I think about my arms often…
How they carry a kind of magic
a certain appeal and charm.
How the power of love is always resting and waiting…
in my open arms.
