Being Me (Conner)
By Lisa Brow

My life was spent in mommy's womb.
With love she made a bigger room.


They painted me the bluest sea
While safe I grew to be a me.


The me my mommy has to hold.
We live now in a place of gold


And mommy says of God of man...
Within His light He has a plan


That we shall have eternal grace.
Some are apart by time and space.


There's good and bad and those who wait.
There's those that seal their spirit's fate.


These things I've learned from being me...
My maker parts a raging sea.


The truth comes drifting to the shore
And God is watchful, keeping score


In this, the place I'll be for good
While grandma weeps and daddy should.



Always Lisa copyright Nov 15, 2004


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