Come into my open arms <br />and I’ll chase away your fears, <br />feed your empty aching need <br />and dry up all your tears. <br /> <br />To the lonely, weary traveler, <br />my heart’s a soothing balm; <br />a harbor from the storm tossed seas, <br />a respite and a calm. <br /> <br />So come to me and rest your head, <br />here upon my breast, <br />lay down your heavy burdens <br />and take much needed rest. <br /> <br />All things change soon enough <br />and this, too, will fade away, <br />the heart will mend, the storm will cease, <br />and tomorrow’s a brand new day.<br /><br />Carolyn Brunelle<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-harbor/
