Prodigal Son
I had the option to choose
What was best for you
I chose me
Thinking that I would be
All you need
I can do anything through Christ who
Strengthens me
With him everything I touch
Brightens up
Everyday I live is worth living up
I have a habit of wanting to give the
best and be the best
For the ones that I love
But in your case my best wasnt good
enough
When you turn back
I will still be the same
Rushing to embrace
The prodigal son
Copyright © Tania Gainous | Year Posted 2012
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