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Broken Dreams
As children bring their broken toys
With tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God
Because He was my friend.
But then instead of leaving Him
In peace to work alone,
I hung around and tried to help
At last I snatched them back and cried,
"How can You be so slow?"
"My child," He said, "What could I do?"
"You never did let go."
~Author Unknown~
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