There is comfort

A warmth and coziness found no place else

There is gaeity

A happiness that makes you want to dissolve in tears

There is a scent

Of clean laundry and chemicals, new plastic and cookies

In his arms

There is safety

A knowledge that no-one can touch you while here

There is strength

A feeling that you can be anything, do anything

Because you can

In his arms

There is love

A fierce belief that I belong to him

There is compassion

A loving glance that says it's okay

In his arms

And there is peace

In his arms

That I have not known