Within his arms


Within his arms where his strength lies
This is what I see through my eyes
Within his arms there is warmth of love
as soft as a white winged dove
Within his arms there is a sweet embrace
When I look up I see a smile on his face.
Within his arms there is security
I feel so secure and purity
Within his arms I feel safe and sound
against his chest I hear his heart pound
Within his arms I can't go wrong
Within his arms is where I belong

Monday, October 26, 2009

Work

Well work is going good. The farmers around here are busy getting beans and corn out of the fields so that means the guys across the street are busy. The elevator is up and going, not all of it but they are at least able to take in the crops. With all that comes us at the store busy with the farmers and guys across the street.
My boss Carol hurt her arm a couple of weeks ago, come to find out she tore her rotater cuff in the right arm. I feel so bad for her. She tore the left one about 5 years ago. She hated having surgery on it and now has to go through it again. So I will be putting in some extra hours at the store while shes gone. Oh well that works with Christmas coming up soon i will need the extra money. Well that's all for now hope everyone has a wonderful week.
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