Like A Child

Like a little child at play

I really like to get my way.

The toys are not the same

That I now use in this game.

No longer do I run to mom

Because she is not at home.

When things do not go right

I no longer pick a fight.

I am not six years old today

That age is very far away.

Still I like to feel I have done my best

When my heart beats in my chest.

I feel that I need to cry,

But often I don't know why.

Even though I am grown

There is a lot yet to be known.

Please don't spank me anymore

I will do all of my chores.

Lord, please come and ease the pain

Cause my heart to smile again.

I am your child it is true,

And O' Lord You know I love You!

Written by: Lena Kittrell

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Copyright: Lena Kittrell 2001