I Keep Telling My Father.
I keep telling my father, sure dad I'l be better, I'll get my life together.
He looks at me with a desparte face, "Okay my little one"
I keep telling my father I'll get my life together.
I don't mean to hurt him.... I really mean what I say,
I just get cought up in my old ways!!!
I don't want to be this way.
So I'm saying this prayer for the first time today,
Father in heaven, wash away the years and tears I
flew by in just a couple of days.
I love you Lord . Keep me in your arms forever and a day!
Copyright © Emily Kroeger | Year Posted 2009
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