It’s a choice to cry again, my dear one, for as you cry unknowingly
My heartstrings’ tempo recognizes two-part harmony
Others now still once walked before us; stumbled, felled time and again
Understood the child within, anxiously searching for a friend
Some lived the same foreboding life, cried long but healing did not find
Nor does watching you repeat despair; such wounds reopen yours and mine
Refuse all hurtful dregs! Ignore the sabotaging din!
Reach in and calm the child, caress the babe who lies within
It’s assurance that we yearn for, when days dawn less bright, more gray
“But when”, you ask, “will my tears dry? When will they finally go away?”
Remember, dear one, you are complete and perfect in His eyes
Your song is music to His ears; this is your time to rise!
Enough with choruses of fears and verses from a darkened moon
Compose! Rewrite with humble talents a new verse; a brand new tune!
Confirm within your heart and soul a melody you seek
Quell the sharpened tongues with confirmation, quiet and meek
Only you can stop the off-key discord… Only you can build and travel over
A bridge that’s waiting to be built, a path you choose toward Heaven’s clover
My child, you are complete and whole; you need simply take your place
Beneath his ever-present arms: Sing, Child! You are covered by His grace.