Sunday 3 April 2011

Let go…………….


Like children bring their broken toys
With tears for them to mend
I brought my broken dream to God
Because he is my friend
But then instead of leaving him
In peace to work alone
I ran around and tried to guide him
With ways that were my own
I cried a loud because it pained
And poked a niddle though
But never found HIM to help
Because the ways were my own
But at last I turned back to him and asked
Why is he so slow?
He said …………………………
My child you never did let go………..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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