My Son |
by Arthurine B Rice |
You are the sun of my days The rain for my cleansing The solid rock for me always. You are strength during my weakness The hope of my dreams The cure during my sickness. You are the road to my eternity The key that opens my heart The life in every part of me. You are the king on my throne The silver and gold of my riches The friend when I stand alone. You are my beloved one The male gift from the creator My only precious beloved son. |