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As a young man
My sights fixed on my plans.
I had it all,
But I longed for pleasures tall.
My Father pled with me –
Don’t go!
But the temptation was so great
It pulled me without restraint.
At my father’s house,
I had riches untold.
Lands, cattle and wealth to behold
I left it all for I was aroused.
Within my heart
A wild seed did grow
City lights, dazzling sights
New wonders glowed.
I packed my bags
And all that I had
Said goodbye to my Dad
As tears in his eyes nagged.
He kissed me,
And waved goodbye.
He let me go,
To start my lie.
As the weeks passed,
My money did not last.
My friends were gone
All I had was a gravestone.
All alone and broken
I was eating in a pigpen
When I remembered my home
I could start over, never to roam.
All I wanted was to see my Dad,
Ask his forgiveness and be his lad.
He knew and loved me from afar,
So I left behind my dirty memoir.
My feet could not walk fast enough,
I rounded the bend of the road
My father ran to meet me with cloak and ring,
He wrapped me in love and it showed.
Life really means something now,
I’ve started over!
Old things have passed away
All things have become new!
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