Thursday, August 6, 2009

Traded

Traded from me,
Time with you.
The years have flown
Yet we still play the same tune.

If I had a wish,
Oh but one
My wish would be
To turn back to when we begun.

To share laughter,
To learn everything from you,
Yet instead it was traded
For a private school.

Yet there is no bitterness
Only sorrow
We realise too late
The time was borrowed.

No longer a tie between
My sisters, you and me
Traded just like that
God let us go back.


God it is only in you, that I find myself, my place, my home. God it is only in you, that I have my value, that I have my purpose. Jesus, but by your grace, there go I.