Hope, by George Chow
Alone on my way to lunch.
There are no appetite to see smoke around school yard.
I see parents hard to bear with their kids playing.
Job and take care of kids is not a balance to deal.
Make me feel impossible to have a family in society.
How I wonder about to meet Jesus for an answer.
While he is not there as I lay alone on bed.
Where I need love the most for me to imagine life.
I would lay on bed forever with her next by Jesus promise.
Just because its unfair to kids about partners.
We have nothing to say but the wind make us think of
Let time of God make us at rest the nights.
And wake up God provide again..
By Jesus and Angels words,
We go out spread our words how kids grown knowing God.
And wait for Jesus to give you a life..
|Posted: 2014-09-28 02:08:22 UTC|
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