Remedies for the Spirit


 
 

My Child

 

You can have my jacket if ever you are cold

          You can have my time, I’ll put my dreams on hold

 

You can have my dinner if ever you need fed

           You can have my ”more”, I’ll take less instead

 

Sacrifice and love, much too young to know

           What I wouldn’t give, just how far I’d go

 

Stand upon my shoulders, step upon my knee

           Climb higher on the mountain, as supposed to be

 

You can have my money if ever you need shoes

          You can have my insight if you should ever choose

 

You can have my prayers any time, any day

          You can have my life, no price I wouldn’t pay

 

Sacrifice and love, much too young to know

           What I wouldn’t give, just how far I’d go

 

Stand upon my shoulders, step upon my knee

          Climb higher on the mountain, as supposed to be

 

 

                 - Lisa Murphy Taylor © 2011

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