God's Gift

I played in the world and got dirty.

Thinking there was no one to clean me up.

I fell and got hurt.

Thinking no one heard my cries.

I tried to run and hide.

Thinking no one would find me.

God sent me a precious gift in you,
who understood my pain
and
dried my tears with LOVE.

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Copyright 2000 by Cheryce Knox.
Last revised: May 11, 2000.