Prodigal Daughter (Audio)

Want to hear me read this poem?  Click here ~~~~~>  www.dump.com/bxvj/prodigal-daughter Daddy, pick me up; Hold me close to Your heart. I have so much to say. Father, where do I start? But You silence me with a glance I haven’t deserved in so long, And You ask, “Can I have this dance? Don’t you know you belong?” You wipe the tears from my eyes, And together we rise, Hand and hand, we float in the air. While the angels all sing, I dance with my King. All it took was merely a prayer, And we dance. Written February 4th, 2002 © on Feb 03 2002 04:24 PM PST   0 • 18 • 13