It took many soft hearts like flying cotton
That welcomes the broken and in pains
Room and board for a common stranger
With no known story of if a ghost or real
Good hearts brought forth a blissful union
Free to many weary meals fixed with prays
As was told they reflect a good Samaritan
Open Arms
It will not take away from you but raise
That perfumes a desolate desperate soul
Room for wisdom free just desire humility
Wither quickly as vapor for failure to learn
Goodness as grease flows perpetually
Freedom looms richly near airy fingers
Appease any with a warm wide welcome
Open Arms
