On Me
You Can Depend
My friend,
when your world’s in
turmoil
and
You
feel you cannot cope,
When
your sun is gone behind dark clouds
And
you have lost all hope,
Then
come to me, my friend, into
The
safety of my arms;
Rest
your head upon my shoulder where
I’ll
keep you safe from harm.
I’ll
hold you ’til the trembling stops,
’Til
you can catch your breath;
Until
the fog has cleared and you
No longer
think of death.
I’ll
trace my finger down your cheek
And
gently wipe your tears;
Then
we can sit awhile and talk
Until
I’ve calmed your fears.
Then
softly I will sing to you
’Til
your eyes close in rest,
And
while you sleep, I will be near
In case
you wake distressed.
So when
your world’s in chaos and
You
feel you’ve reached the end,
Just
fall into my open arms;
On me
you can depend.
~ Linda
Newman ~
©used
with permission,
©October
18, 2002
Email Linda Newman ~ Author
