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