Who I Really Am
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    “Who I Really Am,” Friend, Feb. 2008, 7

    Who I Really Am

    Some say I have my mother’s eyes.

    My smile comes from my dad.

    My freckles come from Grandpa,

    And all this makes me glad.

    I share the curls in my hair

    With uncles whom I love.

    But the truth of who I really am

    Comes from up above.

    A child of God is who I am,

    A child of royal birth.

    My Father up in heaven

    Sent me here to earth.

    As I take this journey

    And try valiantly each day,

    I know He watches over me

    And listens when I pray.

    So if the path gets thorny

    And the way feels not so clear,

    I remember who I really am

    And that takes away each fear.

    Illustration by Jared Beckstrand