I forgot to publish this yesterday and just found it, so thought I’d post it now. This is yesterday’s prompt!

My wife’s a country bumpkin
Now I’ve become one too
Since the day I moved to Iowa
I was raised on city life
The bright lights spoke to me
Then my first sight of her I fell in love

The city had it­­­­s beauty
But my life was a mess
I had to move or stay within that rut
No compromise could come
It was country or my past
The choice to move I never will regret

One other place we all
Must make a firm hard choice
Is if we will accept our Saviors’ love
There is no compromise
Because for you He died
Decided today to make Him Lord of all

In response to the daily prompt Compromise