Tell me how your portrait

Among the finest works of art

Is suitable for framing

They say the portrait cannot be saved

Family would not be without children

Preserving the innocent frame

I would give anything to gaze upon you

Softened and humbled

Resigned to the will of God

The combination would bring

Poor restless souls to find

Lost hearts among abandoned lives

Any other kind of warning would

Want you drowning in mistakes and despair

Lying at the point of death