The Special Toy

Once there was a little boy
Who was his momma’s pride and joy.
And every day the little boy
Played with his favorite toy.

Woody was the star of his play
That he made up every day
And if he messed up he would say,
“Maybe I’ll try another day.”

His mom would watch the show
While watching his face glow.
And if He dropped it on his toe
He would say, :Ouch. What a bad show,”

But the best thing that this mom loved
Was how the little boy played for God above.
He would always say, I hope I can do eough
To show You, Lord, I’m thankful for Your Love,

3- 20-1997 Thursday.
Written By Gail Brookshire

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