Favorite Place

I don't have to go very far
to find my favorite place.
there are no reservations.
I can talk or laugh or
cry without fear.
I'm accepted as I am..
that's why I go there.

It's a place that I'm certain
I was truly destined to be.
I'm just who I am in this
sacred spot, with it's many charms.
I can only go there when your near,
'caus it's when I'm wrapped up in...

YOUR ARMS!

Poetry written by Janet Spivey, 2009
Music: "Afterglow, (c) 2007 by Bruce De boer.
Used with permission."