and she letherself dream happydreams
believing
he is not there by the bassinet or the playpen
yet the arms around her small are her world and someone
will love them and mean it and be
the piece that fits to help make
a happy family
she dreams that someday
for it would be wonderful to have a safe and loving husband
like tarzan and jane
he would not have hurt her for the world
I am not Cheeta nor do I have a Cheeta smile
but I will be fine
and not be swallowed by the crocodiles
my tarzan will sit by me and watch them smim by
and be lovingly
at peace