Lagaya Evans

Rookie (Tennessee)

I Reach My Hand To You - Poem by Lagaya Evans

My son I have called you
Even as the days of old
I have come to you this hour
To take back what the devil has stole

I see the humbleness inside
That you dare no one to see
I hear when you call
When it's just you and me

I am the one that brings life
I have entrusted your children to you
I am the hand that stayed your son
I am the one that knew what to do

Someday you will need me
And your time might have passed
Son, I stand here right now
Don't let it be the last

I reach my hand to you
I offer all I have as yours
I see the turmoil in your life
I come to fix and to restore

I once knew you
All of Heaven rejoiced with cheers
Now I grieve your loss
As my heart grieves with tears

Protection only comes from me
The enemy seeks your kids
Answer this call my son
Allow me to cover your sins

I love you this much
So much I died it's true
Don't shut this door
Jonathan, I love you!

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 24, 2008

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