Three Keys
I have three keys and they are very special to me.
The first key is very special, you see.
It won’t work for you or me.
Hang it just outside your door.
Go to bed and worry no more.
Close your eyes and close them tight.
Cause Santa Claus is coming tonight.
The second key let my travels never end.
Travel to the place where mind set to peace,
Where we spread love freedom to share,
Where we can live of joy and grace,
Where we have silence and admire the trees.
The last key of cause is a prayer of faith.
Love is the master key that opens up heaven big gate.
My God is the key that says when it is my time to go up,
that is when my gates will open.
Copyright © Kiana Venter | Year Posted 2016
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