Love is this song, I've just sang for you

To God, who always lulls us before we sleep and no matter what he is always around

Love is this song, I've just sang for you
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This little poem I wrote for everyone and for myself, to look at it back, when i'm feeling down

God knows the way I dream so big

And he likes the way I choose to swim,

He embraces my fears and makes them stop,

He lulls me at nights with ancient songs.

                                                                        But God doesn’t like the way I love

                                                                        The way I let others break my heart,

                                                                        The words which are told and I believe

                                                                        He hates to come and find crying me.

But still, every night he comes at my bed,

“sleep tight my child”-sweetly he says,

and when I lay crying on his huge palm,

he covers my fears with his big thumb.

                                                                        “listen my child – he starts to sing

                                                                          His voice – like echo from mountain’s hills,

                                                                          “I know all the feelings, and I know what’s love

                                                                          As I created it on the shadows of sun”.

The love doesn’t live inside the eyes,

It comes from spirit

From deep inside.

Love’s not a poem

Or a big smile,

It’s not that simple

But it’s not that hard.                                          Love is a care

                                                                          The highest one,

                                                                          Love is a duty

                                                                          Sometimes, a war.

                                                                          Love is not seen, love is not heard,

                                                                         Love is a light which struggled to rise.

                                                                         Love is that all I give to you,

                                                                        As love is this song, I’ve just sang for you.

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God knows my dreams and needs, he gives me what I need and not what I want. When I pray to him I do more thanking him for what I have and not ask for what I want. I pray for the children, sick, and injured and then if I have any special needs for family or friends that have fallen in need. God is always in my life and understands my needs according to his plan.

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