The Lord is my father
he takes care of me.
For this he is always here
in this I believe.
I meet with him in my prayers
for talks on my knees
It's worth every second,
every ounce of my try
worth every blessing moment
an insurance everywhere.
A Promise to always be there,
a meaning that never leaves.
Blanks are now full of dreams,
the dreams you asked of me.
Hardship is not to know
the one that is so dear.
The touch of your presents,
when distance not so near.
The feel in your absence
holds love close to me.
The feel of not so many
a sum will never feel.
It's hard to really know someone,
of distance tho we are,
but you are here whatever the need my love belongs to you.
© Veryblue