Sunday 15 April 2012

Thanks For Being My Spine

Thank you PapaGod for being
The wind beneath my sails
The spring in my step
The swing in my arms
The spine in my back that helps me stand tall, confident, proud.
Regardless
Yes, in spite of all that swirls within my head.
You are my reason for standing.

Thank you PapaGod for being
The light of my life
The strength in my neck
The tilt to my head that makes me look serene and calm
Even when I am not.
Yes, in spite of all the lies the enemy tries to sell me
You are the steel in my limbs that keeps me solid.
Thank you. There can never be anyone like you in my life
Never.