The Greatest Gift
Gold falls onto your hair
Heaven shines out of your eyes
Blood pouring from your heart
Speaking with thine heavenly voice
Nations and people listening with ease
all this time in front of me
Dirty you were, stripped from all
Basic you'll never be
Beautifull you will always remain
Pain you have
Shall never Show
Smiling for all
Happy you want to seem
a home in everyone's heart
is what you have made
The Greatest gift of all
Copyright © Owen Van Der Schyf | Year Posted 2011
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