Give me a simple dollar a day.
For I've mouths to feed,
Bills to pay.
That's all I ask,
But still you complain.
I'm told the world is cruel these days,
No one wants to share.
But how would you feel being in my place?
If nobody seemed to care.
But I believe in miracles.
And I know what God can do.
So revenge I will not seek.
God's already planned vengeance for you.
And keep your simple dollar a day.
For you've got your money,
I've got my faith.
-Author: My Beautiful Daughter, Kayla Shortridge-
©2009 Kayla Shortridge used with permission