Saturday, 17 October 2009

Where We Belong

Hush now restless soul, delay an instant...
Lay on me weary wanderer, for you're safe here
by the shelter of a guardian angel.
Be still, you've found yourself a place called home to betake.
Here by my side, you've found where you belong...

I find you lonely, I will be your companion
-to read you, to walk with you, to sit with you, to wait on you;
to be eyes and hands to you.

Cease to look so melancholy my dear,
you shall not be left desolate as long as I live.


Sara said...

cease to look so melancholy :) I shall!!!

Fé... said...

Good for you deary...