As children bring their broken toys
With tears for us to mend
I brought my broken dreams to god
Because he was my friend
But instead of leaving him
in peace to work alone
I hung around and tried to help
With ways that were my own
At last I snatched
Them back and cried
“How can you be so slow?
My child he said
What could I do
You never let them go
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