Every day i think of you, the pain just doesn't fade,
I wanted you home but the decision had been made,
You were twelve when they took you,
You were kidnapped by the States.
A part of me has gone with you, it can never be replaced,
If I saw you tomorrow would I even know your face?
At some point in the future you will know the truth,
Of how we fought for you throughout your youth
The tears we have shed, the ups and downs
They made a mistake and you paid the price
I have a few things left of you, kept in my heart
You were torn from your family we shouldn't be apart
Christianity in Action: Lesson 8: Humility shown in Lowly Service
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*Lesson 8: Humility shown in Lowly Service By G.R. Balleine*
[Warning: Balleine was writing in the 1920s and 1930s, and his views and
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