Warmth

I don't know what's about the feeling.
Of warmth that comforts us and gets us reeling.
Maybe it's the way it reminds you of a friend's warm hug.

Or your own child,gently catching your attention by tugging on your shirt.
The warmth of sunshine rays.
On hot summer beach days.

The dear childhood days when you used to play.
And the times you would create.
The memories you hold onto.

And the upcoming of fate.
The warm sensation warmth does create.
Sometimes it can soothe the soul.

Or chase away any negative emotion or ghoul.
It can make you feel comforted when feeling foul.
I don't know what's with the feeling.

Of warmth that comforts us and gives us a happy feeling.
Maybe it reminds of a dear friend's hug.
When you feel sad and alone.

When you feel cold.
Or when you feel like something is missing,feeling foul.
I don't know what makes it  so comforting.

Like when you sleep peacefully at night.
But it can soothe the soul.
Like a balm through the night.

Maybe one day you will understand what I mean.
What I have felt over the years or what I have seen.
Like a memory long ago.

I was in a dark place,feeling foul.
But something felt comforting and warm.
My emotions soothened.

And it no longer did me any harm.
It's something about the feeling of their hand.
Soft and warm,like they are ready to defend.

When the good old days were there,and you wondered what it meant.
When you needed something to soothe your emotions and soul.
As the comfort slowly grow.

When negative emotion takes its toll.
And I begin to slowly fall.
Teach me how to fly.

And hold me as I cry.
Lately,I kind of feel alone.
Yet I somehow manage.

I yearn for a warm embrace.
And the good old days.
As my favorite music plays.

I wished to be in someone's arms.
Safe,protective and warm.
Protect me from loneliness,so it does no harm.