As children bring their broken toys
With tears for us to mend,
I brought my broken dreams to God,
Because God is my friend.
But then, instead of leaving my Higher Power
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," God said, "What could I do?
You never did let go."
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