Thursday, July 7, 2016

All Dried Up


The words tonight just will not come,
I think my brain is gone.
But even in my frustration
I plan to carry on.
 
It’s not a lot You ask of me,
Though now it might seem so,
And yet tonight I really don’t
Know where this praise will go.
 
But this I know, despite my brain
And the thoughts that won’t be,
You’re still there, Your love is real, and
You won’t give up on me.

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