LETS BLAME THE LIMELIGHT.

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Thursday, June 22, 2006 @ 11:04:00 pm

in open fields of wild flowers,
she breathes the air and flies away
she thanks her Jesus for the daises and the roses
in no simple language
someday she'll understand the meaning of it all
he's more than the laughter or the stars in the heavens
as close a heartbeat or a song on her lips
someday she'll trust Him and learn how to see Him
someday He'll call her and she will come running
and fall in His arms
and the tears will fall down and she'll pray,
"I want to fall in love with You"