When I'm tired, sad, or lonely,

When few others seem to care.

There's a place I go to get away,

For there are no troubles there.

I can laugh or cry or fall asleep,

or all my problems bare.

It's the one place, where I can just be me,

For there are no troubles there.

I love that place, it's peaceful warmth,

A place with many charms.

My favorite place...in all the world,

Is in my Father's arms.

James D. Wininger