Special World
Special World
A special word for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us in a cocoon
And holds us fiercely in womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently resting us to fold
Like silky thread it hold us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times
A thread may break
A new one form in its wake
To bind us closer keep us strong
In a special world
Where we belong.