Steven has turned poet.
A son of man has left his home
And now he writes this simple poem
Learning all new sorts of things
Learning about heavenly beings
He prays to get the language down
And greets each day without a frown
Writing, reading, learning, teaching,
Always working never ceasing,
And now he writes this simple poem
Learning all new sorts of things
Learning about heavenly beings
He prays to get the language down
And greets each day without a frown
Writing, reading, learning, teaching,
Always working never ceasing,
He prays his heart will not stop beating
Cause this is the way an Elder lives
And all his heart, he´ll surely give
So family, friends, and loved ones please
Remember me when on your knees
Love you all
Elder Richardson