junior frontilus - 'BROKEN DREAMS'

Just as my child brings his broken toys
with tears for me to mend,
I took my broken dreams to God
because He was my friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
in peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
with ways that were my hown.
at last I snatched them back and cried,
'How could you be so slow'
'What could i do, my child, ' He said,
'You never did let go'

junior frontilus

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