Sheltered From The Storm

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March 2002 Poetry

In your arms,

I’m sheltered from the storm,

and all the pain,

in this world.

People,

can be so cruel,

but in your arms,

I’m sheltered from the storm,

of their hurtful words.

Hold me forever,

and I’ll always be,

sheltered from the storm.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 3-17-02.

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