Little one, you're not alone. I know it seems that way, but when you're grown You'll come to realize that God has a plan And you'll lift your head up, and take His hand. While His plan may seem a mystery, And you cry at night, thinking "God, why me?" His plan may hurt from time to time, But I guarantee that you'll be fine. Little one, give me a smile. His plan unfolds, but it takes a while. Just hold it together, and give it one more try And when His plan is through, He'll set an Angel to fly. While His plan is hard to comprehend, The answers might be around that bend. And His plan might hurt from time to time, But I guarantee...you'll be fine.
Reason for writing:
I read the sad poems (including my own) and realized, hey, there's gotta be a reason behind all this... ;)
Birth sign: Aries
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