Rainbow

Color my world with your own, somewhere over these city streets Take me to a running brook, a stream, a creek For Christ knows how I prayed so much to be meek I do not need money to be happy, maybe a new dress to make every now and then God, color my world with your own Let me find a hill too stand on and smell the Spring rain and watch everything turn green; somewhere to find rest I need Though the valley is below, far today Merciful God With Us, color my world with what you think is best Let my God-given name not find fame that would shame I pray for a man you chose to share my all Let me look at the sky and know I am alright Color if you wish, with people who really truly care; in my heart so near The suns brightness comes now and the rain with a bit of chill Color my world Oh God, if this is all I am to see I am thankful for the breath you still give to me ~a blessed nib for the glory of our Heavenly Father Lucinda Lu "Cindy"Cayton Copyright 2011 note: This has been posted for over 6 monthes with 0 comments because I was black-balled. This style I rarely have written in, I found the courage to leave this place to freely express ourselves with 1 rainbow and 12 therapeutic writes. In honor of "Sunday bloody Sunday". A rainbow is Gods promise to never flood thee earth ever again., 12 was a good number and I am shouting blessed VICTORY to have been born again!!! No matter, let us- let by gones be by gones. Good luck and Gods blessings to each and every writer, sincerely, With Love, Lukky Lu (John Mcgrath named me that).