Tuesday, December 13, 2005
will i ever get to see her?
will our eyes ever meet?
will my lips quiver and tremble
whenever she speaks?
will she ever like me?
does she know who i am?
with the weight of a Polar Bear
she'll know i am sam
it does not matter
the way that she looks
inner beauty is important
who cares if she can't cook
God's way is much higher
than the ways of my own
wherever He leads me
the path need not be shown
so whether this Christmas
or many Christmas' to come
single or paired up
let His will be done
