Do not forget the promies
That you made before you were here.
To live, to honor, the words of your Father.
To be a part of the plan he holds dear.

The choices you made,
Before you were born.
To come to this earth,
So far from your home.

To share with your brothers
And sisters who are here,
The knowledge you've been given
That salvation is near.

When faced with hard choices,
Remember these words hold true,
That your Father in Heaven
Will always love you.

by Celia Tracy

copyright © 2001 Celia Tracy