Born to Glorify

24 years ago he had his first cry,

was made alive out of the clay

he was born to try

was brought out of the darkness to the light of day

he was born to fly

as the time went by,

he is now a big guy

going so far away

teaching the poor in the city of dry

more than to touch the sky,

he was born to glorify

there is no other place he would stay

but in the hands of the Most High

specially written for my brother, Ron, for his 24th birthday 🙂

happy birthday to you!

Love and prayer,

Riska 🙂

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superriska

Daddy's darling daughter :D

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