poem i wrote
O, Father
As I sit on my bed and pray to the father above
I see the words he put on my tongue
He shows me how to follow him
But I push away
I dont understand why I give in to satan sometimes
When God is such a wonderful love and person
He gives us life and hope
And I sit back and betray him
God isnt just a man
He is creator
He put the colour in our eyes
the sound in music
When I look back I surely dont think about what he has given
But what has gone wrong in my life
So the next time I sit on my bed and pray
I will be happy to be able to do so
Written by: Stephanie Fish
As I sit on my bed and pray to the father above
I see the words he put on my tongue
He shows me how to follow him
But I push away
I dont understand why I give in to satan sometimes
When God is such a wonderful love and person
He gives us life and hope
And I sit back and betray him
God isnt just a man
He is creator
He put the colour in our eyes
the sound in music
When I look back I surely dont think about what he has given
But what has gone wrong in my life
So the next time I sit on my bed and pray
I will be happy to be able to do so
Written by: Stephanie Fish