Gods' Love

As a child my life had no love, it was something I only dreamed of; my father would beat me every day, that i would die is what I'd pray; my mother looked me in the eye and said, it shouldn't be your brother, but you that's dead; the pain of her words tore at my heart, From this world, I prayed to God to depart; but He wouldn't take me, He gave me no peace, From this world he would give me no release; so I lived on and I learned to share my love, the one thing God granted me from high above; so with my poems, my love I will share, with the woman in my life, and all who care.