5.25.2011


If I get full of me pour me out over the sink drain;
I'm not worth much if it's just me. I can't help a thing...
There's nothing that's so small to live for as my own fame.
But when I get full of You, pour me out over the fields of Your harvest;
Wherever You need me I'll give my best.
For You and Your people my heart beats straight out of my chest.

Posted by penned by Mindi at 1:50 PM
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