A poem as written by my 14-year old.
Grey, black and white
a world with little that is right.
Green, brown and blue
the eyes of those that is true.
Keep looking for hope
that is what helps you cope.
Listen to the King
He will make you sing.
He sets you free
makes you calm and strong like a tree.
Down on my knee
Your blinding light is all I could see.
Your love big and true
how far it goes no one has a clue.
You will save
and will make me brave.
unending praise and love I will bring.
I could never earn Your love
but You make me free and graceful as a dove.