One day it will be me.
One day in my bondage, I'll be free.
One day I'll look at him face to face;
One day, my Daddy and me.
For now I wait to be found,
I'll be preparing to make him proud.
For now I'll make friends and be kind,
I'll be preparing my heart and mind.
One day it will happen,
One day we'll both see.
He holds the key, that sets me free.
One Day, a poem
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