Arms of love – place of safety.

Ferocious storm

Peals stentorian thunder

Lightning forked

Tears dark skies asunder

Lashing rain

Drenches earth’s terrain

Howling wind

Screams nature’s refrain


Terror strikes

Alarm grips infant mind

No relief

‘Til in strong arms entwined

Safety there

For that troubled soul

Naught can harm

While Gran is in control