Once there was a boy who never
Tore his clothes, or hardly ever,
Never made his sister mad,
Never whipped for bein' bad,
Never scolded by his Ma,
Never frowned at by his Pa,
Always fit for folks to see,
Always good as good could be.
This good little boy from Heaven,
So I'm told, was only seven,
Yet he never shed real tears
When his mother scrubbed his ears,
An' at times when he was dressed
Fer a party, in his best,
He was careful of his shirt
Not to get it smeared with dirt.
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
Have you ever fought an ego?
It's a pretty tough thing to beat
It has no face, no
How I wish to trust
In life, no questions asked,
Hanging on God's words,
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I Wished For Your Love On A Shooting Star
I wished for your love on a shooting star
and didn't think my wish would get too far.
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
