I remember your arms, folded, resolute, oh how I ache for them to hold me,

yet silently they control me

Salvaged images of your face, handsome, determined yet undaunted when I cried.

Bewildered and saddened, my tears I can not hide.

Pretentious hope tip toes into my dreams, tangible yet futile I reach for you, awaken to grasp the dawn

Once more to find you gone.

Secretly I glance as he holds her tiny hand, she climbs high upon his knee, once again my heart is triggered

How I wish it could be me

You left when I was little, no fare well or good bye, I embrace no memory of my hug

For years I've wondered why

Surely you must of hugged me once and wiped away my tears, how I stuggle to remember

Has it been too many years.

So I live in faith and trust in God, grant me my tomorrow, one day your arms will reach me

And release me of my sorrow
  Submitted By: donna malarsky