How can it be

11.1.20 Written By © Debi Siboni

How can it be

That no matter how grown I am,

No matter how strong I grew up to be,

How independant

How self sufficient,

How successful,

The thing I long for the most

Is your hug late at night

When you hold me from behind

And let your chin rest

Between my neck and shoulder

As I fall asleep in your arms

Feeling safe, loved and secure.

How can it be,

When I seem to have it all,

That the thing I miss and want

The most in the whole world

Is as simple as this?. .