The
Key
Humanity
looks for a key.
But
thinks the answer’s lost at sea.
The
unknown haunts, the questions slay.
And
we so often go astray.
Yes,
all we want to do is play.
Loss
will incite our hearts to pray.
With
God we do an odd ballet.
And
offer prayers like a bouquet.
The
loving God will hear our plea.
We’ll
find the key on bended knee.
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