Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
#abbafather
He gives me all I need He is a good provider He knows what I need Although I never asked for He never fails to supply He never fails to satisfy For that, I am so rich For He is My Treasure!
0
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 10:09 PM UTC
My Treasure
It's like a bird kept in a little cage, Or a notebook kept in a drawer, A life not lived fully Or nights when dreams cease to exist. It was sad and lonely and cold I was. I've forgotten the fire that burned deep inside I've forgotten the dreams, I've forgotten my wings. It wasn't because of my identity, I was destined, I was made for something great But I was too scared to move I've forgotten I was loved. But this man saved me from myself Not because He wants to put value in me I was valuable even before the world began I am His happy thought, He is my Abba.
0
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 2:17 AM UTC
Abba!