As the rain falls
Watching outside
I remember a time when I was afraid
As on a hill we satAmidst a ghostly mist
My heart beat faster
Fright brought my head to my hands
Then a hand of love reached out
The hand of my father
My dad
We all speak out the love of our maker; our creator and this for me is GIVING BACK to the one who loves me and has made me his own.
As the rain falls
Watching outside
I remember a time when I was afraid
As on a hill we satAmidst a ghostly mist
My heart beat faster
Fright brought my head to my hands
Then a hand of love reached out
The hand of my father
My dad
Posted by Ru at 1:58 PM
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