A con-artist you are.
You are sly as a fox.
I think I can resist you,
But you say I cannot.
Honey, you were clever.
As patient as a snake.
To break your spell,
What will it take?
10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
God is my hero!
He's like the lightning in the sky each time I feel it near. The beauty of its pretty color sinks beneath my fear.
A con-artist you are.
You are sly as a fox.
I think I can resist you,
But you say I cannot.
Honey, you were clever.
As patient as a snake.
To break your spell,
What will it take?
10-30-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
God is my hero!