Written by Shayla D. Smith
I think that I found a better half for my truths and dedication......
And it was under a rock somewhere.
We'll sing it downtown,
Me, in my Target Shirts
That used to be Roxy......
Until I realized what they meant.
But isn't that what we did to Christ?
Killing our Savior?
The Kings of the Earth!
Now what is left of them.
They all found a Sweetheart....
And She isn't "Playboy!"
Her name was Mom.
From the first breath they craved her
And cried for her touch
To be fed ,cleansed, and talked to.
A mother they respected and cherished.
A bond did grow.
Only when her skin would sag and change
Would these boys look to another Wonder
That would Be a Mother to another
If only they could see Gods face in this way.
As a man loves a woman ,because the Savior
Showed Me how He see's Me
As Peace.
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