Beautiful Stranger.

This is something I wrote a few years ago and found today, I liked it so I though I'd share it, enjoy.

Beautiful Stranger

Beautiful stranger,

You hold in your hands something so oddly familiar

Did you go searching for it or purchase it from a gypsy

The last time I saw this, it was nothing but shattered pieces of broken dreams

I never knew it could have held such shine or been so pure, 

But I fear you've been misled, cause I've bled dry of second chances

That which you hold is only what I could have been

If I'd stayed on the straight and narrow, walked the line

I would have kept my pearls from the swine

If I knew that you could have been mine

I know of a God whose grace is vaster then the sea

But that gift must be yours, for my oceans lay cracked and bare

. . a a r ø n m a y . .
.To God Be The Glory. .Great Things He Has Done.