A CALL TO MY ARMS
Harold Vondenstein 5-30-05
Restored
Removed from the mire
Renewed
And walking again
I am your friend
All you need
Is to call on me
I am there
You can’t hear
Because you’ve left
To a place not mine
You’ve come back
And you’ve found
That I am here
Never left
But unheard
With the roar of the world
And its demons
All around you
Welcome back
To my arms again
A call to my arms
Mine alone