MY TRUE LOVE

by TOM ZART   Dec 13, 2005


Lord, have mercy on my soul
For all the wrong I've done,
When I was young and foolish
And searching for some fun.

My daddy told me, "son,
You reap what you sow."
Everything I've learned the hard way
Are the only things I know.

I searched all the honky tonks
And every bar in town,
The right woman for me to love
I had not yet found.

My mother always said,
"Why not look at church?
There's where you'll find
The right one to end your search.

So, here I am singing a song.
To the music of a choir.
Next to me is my true love
Who sets my heart on fire.

I can see her left hand
And there's my wedding ring
She catches me peeking at her
With every line we sing.

A man and wife are equally yoked
In everything they do;
That's why I celebrate
God saving me for you!

We never know what life may bring
And drop into our hands.
We just have to live and wait
The outcome of God's plans.

Tom Zart
Author of
Love, War And More
Published by
Publish America

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