Broken Dreams

As children bring their broken toys
with tears for us to mend.

i brought my broken dreams to God
because he was my frend.

But then instead of leaving Him
in peace to work alone.

I hung around and tried to help
with ways that were my own.

At last i snatched them back and
cried "how can you be so slow

"My child" He said "What could i do ?
you never did let go "

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