A special world for you and me,
A special bond one cannot see,
It wraps us up in its cocoon ,
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold ,
Gently nestling us to the fold ,
Like silken thread it holds us fast ,
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break,
A new one forms in its wake To bind us closer and keep us strong,
In a special world, where we belong.
By - Sheelagh Lennon -