Joye Atkinson's Blog – January 2012 Archive (2)

While in my quiet time alone my mind wandered back

To the time I was growing up and never was in lack

My parents worked really had to see that we were fed

To keep a roof over us and we all had our own bed

When Sunday morning came around we went to church each week

After Sunday school we'd go hear the preacher speak

There we learned the hymns of old and to ths very day

I wish I could go back in time to the old fashioned way

When things…

Dear Lord I know you're busy and I hate to bother you

With all the problems in the world you have so much to do

Yet I remember when I was a child being taught about your love

How you died to set me free and left your throne above

Now my body's aging and my mind's starting to go

People say I'm senile and forget things I should know

My family's trying to get me to leave my home and friends

They say they know what's best for me and how this…