Arms Like Stone Walls

I wish you would hold me
with your arms like stone walls
holding back the rising waters
when the rain does not end.

I wish your fingers would brush
through my hair like a breeze
cooling my brow in the summer
when the sun is slow to set.

I wish your strength could save me
and keep me whole like a fire
holding off the winter chill
when the snow starts to fall.

I wish you could protect me
when the pain will not end,
like a blanket covering a child
when the night seems too long.