Arms of Grace
As the evening now does pass,
May you wake and one day see,
What you really mean to me.
The love I feel, the tear, the tear,
And so awake the dawn, the day,
When we will find the path, the way.
And feel the sun, the breeze, the sand,
To massage your tender face,
And rest within your arms of grace.
Wishes, thoughts, and words as they can only be fed by love.
And obviously, you got served the big portion 😉😍
Lovely!
Very moving. Thank you.
😄😇😉
