stroking her hair
and letting her cry
what more could i do, God?
i wish You'd blessed me
with a magic wand
i'd banish the despair
from her heart's
dance of hope
i wish i could promise
her dreams fulfilled
i know the path she's on
my feet ache at the memory
of the long climb
i wish i could spare her
the halting journey
You've sustained me
so i trust You with her
what more can i do, God?
1 comment:
beautiful.
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