Monday, August 17, 2009

Given Love

God has taken me and slapped my face,
I see I am not his only case.
He opened my eyes and renewed my state,
Finding me, to him was never a chase,
He took his hold and made me wait.
Until I found the one and great,
I selfishly looked among my friends,
but never found the true love he sends.
The world had covered me with blinded eyes,
Yet God came back to wounds he right now mends,
So then was the truth seen without lies,
And the perfect girl came out the rise.
Her name meaning that of royalty,
and me wanting to have loyalty,
I praise to him reigning on high,
and live life with sincerity,
My feet are light I feel I can now fly,
But at no time shall I say to you "Bye".

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