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I wrote this for school a year ago. In grade 7.
I wish I could fly Soar up high like a bird The wind at my back The whole world in front of me Happy and free I would go where I want But then I would remember Jesus calls me to follow Him Not to do want I want My feet would fall Back to the ground And they would do What Jesus wants And I am on the ground And instead of flying I am walking But with Jesus' help I will be able to do More then I could While flying
Beauty of Grace · Sat Nov 05, 2005 @ 04:36pm · 1 Comments |