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
with ways
that were my own.
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."
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
with ways
that were my own.
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
