Loving Embrace

There’s nothing like a mother’s embrace,

Through the riotous war among the bitter tribes,

All of the men and young boys go out to live another day,

It’s one week, a couple of months, then years go by and eventually their gone forever and there’s no place to control the pace of how they're soon to be erased by the minds of their loved ones.

But there’s nothing like a mother’s embrace,

The intimacy, its something never to be forgotten.

After all the wars and violence,

There’s something warmth to look back to the days of infancy,

Just a young child in their mother's arms,

Enjoying and living the dreams far beyond.