Warm, welcoming, and safe this familiar lair, my retreat in time of fear
kept snuggled tightly, in protecting grasp, from storm and worldly strife.
Engulfed in love that will not end nor ever be forsworn.
In grandma's lap, a place of joy, I yearn to hide once more.
Written by Mark R. Day 3-23-2011
copyrighted by Mark R. Day, all rights reserved
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