Your arms were always open
when I needed a hug.
Your heart understood when
I needed a friend.
Your gentle eyes were stern
when I needed a lesson.
Your strength and love has
guided me and gave me wings to fly.
Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.
Lady : Is this my train?
Station Master : No, it belongs to the Railway Company.
Lady : Don''t try to be funny. I mean to ask if I can take this train to Lahore.
Station Master : No Madam, I''m afraid it''s too heavy. . . ;->
