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I'll Never Leave You
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I'll Never Leave You

My dad left us alone last year

It changed our way of life

He made the future so unclear

Taking a different wife

I donít believe he understands

The harm to us heíd done

When mum and I raised high our hands

And prayed that peace be won

Now mum and I are faring well

Although it may sound odd

Living alone seemed much like hell

Until came Father God!

Heís far more like a dad to me

Iíd never choose another

He came in love to set me free

To save me and mother

How strange when lives run hard and dry

When Satan plants his weed

But Father seeing children cry

Came quick to meet our need

Since knowing my Heavenly Dad

Weíve had no need to fear

Iím full of joy motherís so glad

Heís dried up every tear

I think Father had always known

One day my dad would leave

As soon as we were left alone

He told us not to grieve

I know my Fatherís Lord and King

Almighty God above!

But Heís my Dad, Heís everything

For whom Iíve so much love.....

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Submitted: Sunday, July 24, 2011

Last Updated: Sunday, July 24, 2011

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.

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