Cradle In My Arms
Cradle In My Arms
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I cradle him in my arms...
He smiles at my gentle touch...
He is only two years younger...
The little brother I love so much...
He loves to lay in my lap...
He relishes my arms around his head...
He may be stronger, a Navy SEAL...
But without me, he never tastes bread...
He's a warrior on the battlefield...
The enemy trembles at his name...
He is the spirit of death...
A force that cannot be tamed...
Yet to me, he is still a baby...
The little brother who I so love...
He's my friend, my son, my blessing...
In the blistering heat, a rainfall
My answered prayer from above...