My Strength and My Weakness
Confessions of a Country Boy Heart
My whole life I have been waiting,
For someone like you to come along.
You're my strength when I'm weak
and my light in the darkness.
You're the right in a world full of wrong.
You make me a better man for knowing you.
You make me want to be the best that I can be.
I didn't truly know what life was all about
Until I met you and you finally helped me see.
You're everything that I could have ever wanted.
And that's how I know you were sent from up above.
You're my angel, my shelter, my strength, and my weakness.
You're the only one my heart will ever love.
About the Creator
Mitch Lunsford
I'm just a simple man, from a simple town, just trying to put my creativity out there for people to see. I'm a 32 year old, single father of 3 really cool boys. They are my biggest inspiration for everything that I do.
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