Magic Seeds

Do you yearn for a fathers love That never seems to arrive Do you think that with a special love It would be worth being alive Can you see past the sorrow Of your neglected needs Can you find in your empty pockets Those few magic seeds Will you plant those seeds In life’s fertile ground Will you let the magic do its part Until your beanstalk’s height is found Promise to let those seeds grow large A pathway to the cloud Promise not to let sorrow take charge Till you are on top feeling proud Sorrow can lead to change, it is true But it can also harden the heart Sorrow can lead to anger and regret But hope binds what’s been broken apart.