Silent Night

In  the pale light of the moon

she sits. 

The stillness of the night

surrounds her. 

The sky filled with

stars, the moon 

and mystery. 

Her heart in pieces, 

her mind

a mess of thoughts

and feelings, 

yet she sits 

and she ponders 

while staring up 

at the moon and stars. 

As she weeps so do the 

moon and stars, 

as they shine down upon 

this weeping heart. 

As the coolness of the night 

settles around her

she smiles 

sadly

throwing out a simple 

request to the 

wind, the stars, 

the moon, the earth, 

to the heavens, and to God 

above, to anyone

who will listen,

for this pain to end, 

for this heartbreak to mend. 

She doesn't want 

to move, 

she doesn't want to 

stay. 

The silence of the night 

envelopes her, 

wraps her in its beauty 

and mystery. 

Surrounding her, 

calling to her. 

She just sits and longs 

for the one 

who held her hand 

so sweetly, 

who held her when 

she tired

and who she thought

loved her 

unconditionally. 

Who's that Girl

The girl in the 

mirror is unknown to me. 

I don't recognize the

face looking back at me. 

She's stronger

than she used to be. 

She's fighting 

for the first time in her life

for something that

she dearly loves. 

She's letting her anger 

be known, 

She is not hiding her

pain. 

This girl that is 

letting people in, 

is not one 

I know. 

She's tougher, 

she's a 

bit meaner, 

she is stronger than 

she used to be. 

This girl 

who is she? 

No one around her 

knows 

this girl looking 

back at me in the mirror. 

She's not afraid to 

say what she wants, 

to go after what she needs, 

to walk away

if the situation calls. 

Who is she, 

she looks familiar 

but the look in 

her eyes is not the same. 

There is something 

new, she can't name. 

Gone is the timid 

little girl 

hiding herself from 

the world. 

Gone are the tears 

streaking down her face. 

Gone is the girl that 

used to look back 

at her and shy away 

from her own 

image. 

She is in control 

she is angry, 

she is in love, 

she is fighting for her life. 

She's not holding back 

for the first time

in her life. 

For the first time, 

she feels alive. 

Take it...

Take it. 

It is yours to keep. 

It is filled

with all the love I feel for you. 

It is fragile, 

it is weak 

and it holds all the tears 

I cried for you. 

Take it, 

hold on to it and 

know that 

with this you are

loved beyond 

measure. 

Take it and keep it. 

It holds the hurt

you caused, 

the pain I no longer 

want to feel. 

Take it, 

without you, 

I don't need it. 

It will never be the same. 

Take it, 

all the broken pieces

and shattered dreams it contains. 

Take it

and know that 

it belongs only to you. 

Take it

because I don't want it. 

It reminds me only

of 

memories I no longer need

if we are no longer

together. 

Remember though, 

that there is 

love in this for you. 

Pure, sweet, 

true love, 

that you do deserve, 

even though I know you 

think you don't. 

Take it, 

cherish it, 

hold on to it, 

and think of us. 

For everything I love and hold 

dear is kept right 

there 

in that heart of mine. 

The coldness 

is felt. 

The bitterness of 

tears falling and darkness 

settling in. 

The icy wind 

blows through her, 

causing her 

pain. 

There is no pain 

she can feel 

greater 

than the loss 

of you. 

In a moment 

she 

pushes past the door 

and rushes 

into the cold. 

Falling to her knees

she cries out 

to anyone who 

will listen. 

The cold 

falls over her 

like a blanket 

wrapping her up in 

its misery and 

chill. 

She clings to the thought

and holds it 

close to her heart. 

Waiting for you, 

waiting for love, 

In the lonliness of the night 

she miss him and 

longs to reach out for him

who is not 

there. 

She aches for him to 

hold and tell 

her they will be okay, 

This too shall 

pass and they will 

be stronger for it. 

A small voice tries to 

make her weak, 

tries to 

tell her she has lost

and yet she fights. 

She fights for 

them, 

she holds on 

for them. 

Even when that 

voice 

tells her to let go, 

she holds on. 

She can't let 

go

because once she does

she loses 

herself. 

Decisions Made

A decision made in a moment, 
left a heart unable to heal. 
A door closed, for a second time. 
A second chance, she's never given, 
reminded her of pain unbearable. 
A second glance gave her 
unbearable heartbreak. 
Where does she turn now? 
How does she move on once 
again, when the first time 
was so hard. 
Moments of them together
float through her mind, 
bringing tears to her eyes, 
making her heart ache. 
The future is bleak, 
Yesterday a painful 
reminder. 
All she sees is darkness, 
unable to reach the light. 
He made her believe, 
He gave her hope
(a word she can no longer
stand to hear). 
He made her feel and made
promises she should never have
believed. 
He held her hand, apologized 
for the agonizing pain he caused
once before and promised her 
never again, would he make her
feel that way. 
Yet here she is, vulnerable, 
in pain, heartbreaking, soul 
hurting, spirit crushing, 
pain. Exactly what he promised
she would never feel because 
of him. 
In a moment, all is lost and she 
doesn't know 
how to move on a second time. 
Love is painful, Love is a lie. 

Love is...

Love is painful, Love is brutal. 

It hurts and it sucks. 

It is deliberate and it is cruel. 

It make you vulnerable and it makes you

trust. 

Just when you think your safe and 

you want to give it your all

it rips your heart out and makes

you fall. 

It brings you tears and it builds 

up walls. It makes you believe 

and forget to fear. 

It turns you bitter and makes 

you hate. It leaves irrational

and for moment makes you 

believe it will work. Makes you 

want to cuddle on the couch

and watch silly television shows.

It makes you believe for one 

brief and sweet moment you can

have it all. Then just when you are 

at your weakest point...

it rips out your heart, stomps on it 

and reminds you why it never worked with 

anyone else. Because love doesn't work, 

it just leaves you feeling empty. 

Thank You!

In a single moment, 

in the silence of her questions, 

every memory was

walled, 

every moment was cemented 

in the ground. 

In a moment the warmth

of her smile, 

at the touch of your lies, 

turned cold.

A heart that loved you, 

that opened up

just for you

closed. 

"Are you my girl"

you asked, 

"Yes, she said"

today she 

took back the words 

that once put a smile

on your face. 

A second chance she 

never gave, 

except to you. 

A second chance that

made her feel 

like just maybe 

this would work. 

A second chance and a 

second glance 

that forever 

broke her heart. 

Now, as she erases 

your touch on 

her life, 

erases your memory 

from her mind, 

She slams the door on what

could have been, 

on what should have been. 

That small piece she 

of herself 

that she gave to you

not so long ago, 

is the only memory 

she can't erase. 

Bitterness and anger 

hardened the walls that 

have started 

to rebuild. 

Next time you see her, 

the love you saw in her eyes, 

replaced with pain, 

the smile 

erased by 

tears. 

Emptiness is all she feels 

now and forever. 

Thank you

for playing the game

knowing you 

could have stayed away and 

spared her all this pain. 

Thank you for 

tearing down walls, 

only to allow her to feel the 

pain you planned to cause. 

Thank you 

for showing me, 

never to trust 

never to love 

and never to undo these

walls 

for you or anyone. 

The Storm

She can sense the change, 

feel the storm 

that is about to come her way. 

Wind, rain, and 

a flurry of emotions 

weigh her down as she struggles 

to keep her head 

from sinking. 

Emotions, unknown to her, 

keep spiraling around. 

the coldness

she feels, 

makes her long for the 

warmth of a 

smile, the 

hand of a friend. 

What has changed, 

she does not know, just 

knows that nothing 

is the same. 

Good or bad, 

she knows that 

whatever it is, 

she can face it with 

the strength that comes 

from God above. 

Tears may fall,

heartache may be 

inevitable, 

yet 

she knows that in the 

end it is all 

worth 

the fall. 

It is all worth the fight

for nothing 

in this life, 

comes free of change. 

Change occurs, 

because change is wanted. 

As the storm starts to 

rage inside 

her soul, 

she fears not the storm 

itself, 

but what the storm 

will change. 

This one needs a title

Little girls make plans,

dream about weddings and babies. 

Little girls are full of hopes

and dreams.

Their intangible innocence

their innocent nature, 

intense curiosity

at the world around them. 

Little girls grow up 

and their hopes and their 

dreams fade away

when reality

steps in and changes 

their view. 

Reality which 

steals their very innocence. 

That little girl becomes

a woman with her own

hopes and dreams

that keep her hidden inside 

herself. Her world 

is small

and no longer 

does she hold that 

intense curiosity for the 

things that 

surround her. 

Fairy  tale weddings and 

barbie doll dreams 

gone with the wind.

A the woman 

looks back on the 

little girl

a small smile escapes her lips

as she is reminded that

life is journey 

that teaches, 

that hurts

that causes one to bleed.

It is a journey that 

brings about tears,

and smiles, 

hurts, 

bitterness and 

moments of intense happiness and 

joy. 

Life starts out as a little girl

but ends

as a woman 

who has lived a life 

that has become

a story to tell. 

The story better than 

any fiction novel 

could write. 

A story with a joyous beginning

intense plot

and ending that only time can tell. 

A story that only life

can write and time 

can narrate. 

Little Girl Gone

Gone are the days

of bedtime stories and 

being tucked in. 

No longer the little girl with 

the curls in your hair

and a doll in tow. 

The chubby cheeks and 

mommy cuddles

are no more. 

No more tea parties and

princess dress up. 

Kindergarten 

moved into elementary school

which jumped into

middle school and suddenly

the days of boys

and college loomed ahead. 

The sweet innocence of 

yesterday passed 

and the 

girl I see is no longer

a child

reaching out to hold 

my hand, 

but a young lady 

who has captured my heart

many times over. 

Whose smile 

brightens my day and 

whose grumpy 

butt moments make 

me smile inside. 

The little girl with the 

princess curls 

and barbie doll

glasses 

has grown into 

a beautiful young lady

with purple in her hair, 

quirky thoughts

intelligence 

and a love for 

all things 

Dr. Who. 

The little girl may be 

gone, 

yet her hold on 

my heart 

Will forever stay. 

Not Alone

The path to today 

has been long

and sometimes 

fraught with 

tears and heartache. 

The path has 

given me many 

joys and some 

sorrows as I walked this 

long and winding road. 

Some days the journey has 

seemed impossible and 

the struggles 

never ending. 

Through it all, 

my faith has been my 

guide, even 

in those moments of 

doubt and misery

when I wanted nothing more 

than to give up 

and let go. 

I have loved and I have 

felt the beginnings 

of hatred 

start to enter my heart, 

and yet 

through it all 

with every heartbeat, 

every breath, 

every tear, 

every single step 

I was never truly alone. 

God was there, 

next to me, 

ahead of me, 

and He was there with me 

in the past 

when all the hurt 

and bitterness 

threatened to consume 

but never truly took hold. 

He was there. 

In the silence of the night

when only tears had 

fallen, He was there to comfort. 

In the frustrations of 

the day, when nothing 

seemed to go my way, 

He was there to remind me

I am not alone. 

In the early morning when 

my anger seemed to 

rage and all 

I could do was 

ask why, 

He was there with 

the plan I have 

yet to understand. 

Through it all, 

the heart breaks, 

the healing, 

the forgiveness, 

the smiles, 

the tears, He was there. 

As I walk this journey

called life, 

I know that even on my 

darkest days, 

in my weakest moments, 

I am not alone. 

Good Night!

The sun has set, 
another day has ended. 
Time for tea and to put this
wonderful day to rest. 
Tomorrow is new, 
a fresh start to 
a new page in your story. 
Tomorrow will bring new 
stories to tell 
and new frustrations 
and through it all,
don't forget to 
thank God for giving you
another day to spend with 
those you love 
and to give Him praise 
for another day to 
spend in His presence. 
So as the moon shines bright in 
the nighttime sky, 
I say Good night and God Bless. 
Love you all and you will 
be in my prayers tonight, 
as I lay down to sleep.

Love you!

It's not about the money

you have, 

or the things that you have

that make me love

you. 

I love you for 

you. 

The gently way

you wiped the tears 

from my eyes.

The way you 

make me feel when we

are together. 

During the arguments, 

the silence of 

not speaking, I 

still love you more 

than I can 

say. 

It's about the 

way you make me 

laugh, 

the way you care, 

the joy 

you bring to my 

life,

It's not about 

a life with material things,

but a life 

without you in it, 

is not a life I want

or can 

imagine. 

If that day comes, 

it will 

be the hardest 

day of my life. 

I love you for your faults 

and flaws 

as well as the 

amazing traits you have. 

The love

of my life, 

that is what you are. 

That is what you will

remain. 

Not matter how many 

times you 

drift away I know

God will always 

bring you back. 

Faith and God

All things

are possible with God. 

All it takes is a little 

bit of faith, 

the size of a mustard seed. 

Today 

anything is possible. 

Tomorrow 

has already been seen 

by God, 

Yesterday is in the

past and today

He is holding your hand, 

waking you through 

pain and curve-balls

life has thrown. 

It is in God that I trust, 

that my faith resides. 

My faith is not in 

the things of this world or the 

evils lurking in the shadows. 

My faith keeps me 

going, keeps me 

focused on 

God above, who 

rules with 

love and not fear 

or contempt. 

Heartache, fear, 

negative thoughts and sorrow 

are not the things of 

God, but the things 

He can heal. 

Disney tells us all it takes is 

"faith, trust and Pixie Dust, but the 

bible tells us 

all we need is faith, hope and love. 

I will keep my 

eyes on Him, 

trust in Him, 

delight in Him and He 

will give me the desires 

of my heart. 

He will heal my wounds and 

bring joy to my

world. 

Today, tomorrow and 

for all eternity 

only in God 

will my faith reside. 

Until

I wish I could talk to you,

that takes a 

strength that only 

God can give. 

I miss the days where

being together 

was simple, 

easy and 

comfortable. 

There was a moment in 

time 

I thought we 

would be together, 

now I am 

on my knees

praying 

to God to keep you 

in my life. 

Now when we are 

together, 

the air is strained, 

the pain is 

real

and I wish we had 

never met. 

Not knowing you 

would be better than 

what knowing 

you is doing to me now. 

I love you

and I pray to God

to give me the strength 

to endure. 

Hope is my new best friend,

my faith in God 

gets me through

knowing that He has this

and we will get through this. 

I will get through

this. 

My heart is God's, 

but it also belongs

to you, today,

tomorrow and 

forever. 

Until my last day on earth, 

my last breath in 

this world, 

I will love you. 

You

You're not patient, 

sometimes you're not kind, 

but then neither 

am I. 

We are not perfect, 

but are made 

perfect by a God 

who loves us. 

Sometimes you are completely 

unbearable, 

sometimes you make 

me cry and 

cause me lash out 

in anger. 

You're difficult, 

You're stubborn and 

hold on to 

what you should let go of. 

You can be impossible to talk to

and you don't listen 

all that well. 

You're blind to what is 

right in front of you

and you never

give me time to think

things through. 

There are things I can't stand

about you and that 

irritate me 

to the point of total 

frustration, 

but I wouldn't change them. 

For your convictions, your faults, 

your morals, your faith, 

your irritating 

habits, 

your unmistakable good 

heart

and every flaw that you have, 

I wouldn't change. 

I wouldn't change these

because they 

make you, 

you, and who you are

is someone 

who is perfectly flawed

in my eyes.

Simple

You are my world, 

and when I think of all 

the heart and 

heartache of your past

my heart breaks. 

I would have stayed by

your side, 

loved you through 

the hard times, 

helped you through those 

moments where 

you wanted to 

give up and let go. 

I would have prayed 

with you for 

healing and for 

fought your battles by your side. 

I would, even today, 

as my heart is breaking 

take away your

pain. 

I would have say endless night

next to your side

as you lay in the hospital

uncertain of 

what the future held. 

Love comes at a cost, they say, 

and I would have paid that 

cost. 

I would have done all of this 

and more

for one simple

reason, 

I love you. 

I love you for who you are, 

for the little ways

you make me laugh. 

I love you for the 

smiles you give

and despite the frustrations you 

give me. 

I love your love for 

God and those

around you. 

I may not always 

agree with you, but I am 

always on your 

side. 

Go Back?

It is said you can't go back, 

but she sits and she 

ponders the reality of this 

thought. 

Years have gone by, 

lives lived in two 

different ways. 

Youth naive, 

and mistakes that 

once were made

may leave the door 

that once was

open 

closed and shut forever. 

Are they missing what is 

right in front of them

as they 

reminisce? 

Did they miss something

o so long ago, 

that should have 

held together, if only they 

hadn't been so young? 

Is she scared of 

making that move 

that step that 

could bring about 

a different ending to the 

story she has 

been praying about. 

Is he haunted 

by a relationship 

left in their 

younger days? 

She sits and she ponders

as the things pile 

up and her heart 

not quite mended, 

she ponders 

if maybe she is going crazy. 

Could she be

transferring thoughts of 

another onto 

him. 

Only time will 

reveal God's 

plan for their lives. 

Only time will tell 

what is meant

to be the 

end of 

her story. 

Only when God 

is ready to give away 

what she 

desperately waits to 

find out. 

K's 17th

 Its in the first 

heard 

heartbeat. 

Its in the first moment 

of knowing 

of your 

potential 

existence. 

Its in the expectant 

day of getting 

to hear your 

first cry, to hold you 

for the first time. 

It is in watching you 

grown, watching

your learn. 

Its seeing the girl you were

to the woman you 

are becoming. 

It was the moment I knew 

my life 

would never be the same. 

It is in the moment, 

I saw your 

precious face, 

held your sweet hand in mine

and kissed your cheek. 

From the day you were born and the 9 

months before, 

I loved you. 

Yesterday is gone, 

memories that forever

we will treasure. 

Today is here and we will 

add it to the days gone by. 

Tomorrow is unknown, 

but its a future 

for you to experience

a life for you to live. 

From the little girl 

who played princess and 

wore tiara's 

to the girl I see today

who loves all things 

I may not 

understand, and

to the woman of tomorrow that 

will shape the world to suit 

her needs.

Always know that I will 

be here for you 

not matter where you go, or

what you do. 

Soon you will 

be 17

and I smile for 

all that I have seen you do, 

as for moment I want 

to freeze the time

and keep you small. 

Today, 

Tomorrow and 

forever, 

I love you. 

Seeing You

She sees you. 

The very part of you 

that you keep

hidden. 

She sees the insecurities, 

the frailties 

you don't let the world see. 

She knows your heart, 

when you don't even know it

yourself. 

She watches the way you

ignore who your 

own feelings

and your own true 

self. 

She hears what you 

don't say. 

She reads between

the lines of the things you 

do say. 

She watches as 

you play a role of who 

you are truly not. 

She sheds a tear of the man 

you are,

but 

refuse to let the world 

see. 

She smiles 

because she knows that 

deep down, 

you are a person

worth loving, 

but frowns 

because no one will 

ever be close 

enough to 

you, 

to get to know that 

secret, hidden, special 

place, that makes 

you, you. 

She has turned from you, 

so she can't see 

the betrayal of yourself 

and so that you can't 

see the pity

that resides in her 

eyes, 

every time she looks

at you. 

Pictures

Pictures 

say a thousand 

words. 

They tell the story 

of days gone by and 

predict future joy. 

Moments frozen, 

captured in time. 

Forever framed and hung to 

share the story 

of what was and was to 

come. 

Pictures don't tell

the secrets 

of those who reside

inside. 

They don't tell the 

silent stories 

no one wants to share. 

They hang on walls and 

display the 

smiles and 

laughs, 

but no one 

takes the picture that 

shares the 

pain. 

No one takes the ones

that show the tears, 

and the fears

of what will 

no longer be. 

No more will they be 

the family that 

they were. 

No longer will they be 

the couple 

that everyone thought 

they were. 

Pictures say a 

thousand words...

but each one 

is a lie. 

A betrayal of 

the truth. 

Pictures only show

what one wants 

the world 

to see. 

This Girl

You're crazy, 

arrogant and history. 

A problem in my past

I have no desire

to solve. 

A lost cause, a mess 

that I don't need. 

Misery, destruction and 

broken hearts are the path behind you 

and unseen in front 

of you. 

Mess is your middle name. 

Heartache is your 

game. 

Playing is what you 

do best. 

I don't need your 

games, 

your unsaid lies, 

your drama. 

No need and no want. 

Today I say good riddance, 

good bye and 

lock the door 

I should have slammed the 

day you said hello. 

I'm moving on. 

I am taking back control 

of my heart 

my life and 

keeping you in the very far 

rear view. 

This girl 

doesn't need you,

Doesn't want you. 

This girl is 

so over the 

craziness that is you. 

Over the tail of tears 

she has cried over you. 

Today this girl 

realizes there is a her, 

without you. 

This girl will be your

heartache, 

when you realize 

that she is what you need, 

what you want 

and the girl that no longer 

wants any part of you. 

She takes back her heart 

and her life. 

This girl is back! 

The road may be paved, 

the intentions 

may be well intended, 

but a promise 

broken, 

can never be repaired. 

Hopes dashed, 

time wasted, 

but not all in vain. 

Lessons needed to be learned, 

eyes needed to be 

opened, 

to what is real and what 

is created to 

blind one to what is real. 

The man in front of you

is not who he seems. 

Sent to distract you from 

the one you need. 

Sent to keep a part 

what God want's together. 

As humans get in the way, 

God's plan stands the test of time 

and human error. 

Don't waste your tears on the 

man who's not real. 

Don't waste your time on 

the girl who lies. 

Stand firm, 

stand strong 

stand your ground. 

Time Will Tell

There are moments 

in life, 

where you have a choice 

to make. 

A split second decision 

that can change 

the course 

of a plan well made. 

You open a door, 

to a face, oh-so-familiar, 

and for a moment

a smile, 

and then hesitation. 

That split second decision

made and 

she lets him in. 

The turmoil inside 

he is unaware. 

Something 

she will never 

admit out loud

and a denial she 

keeps even with herself. 

He knows 

she will be there 

no matter what the cost 

to herself. 

He knows, 

even if he doesn't realize, 

he has her wrapped around 

his finger. 

It took some time, 

once upon a time, 

to put him 

away from her mind, 

only now 

to see his face and hear 

his voice. 

Time will show

her what 

she knows deep inside. 

She should keep

hidden and locked away 

the one thing 

he has 

but has no clue. 

Time will show her 

how 

he will never be 

the man 

she wishes him to be. 

Time will make her 

realize, how she should 

have 

locked the door and 

kept her 

heart intact. 

This World Alone

She sits and waits. 

Longing for something 

or someone

that may never come. 

Lost in a world 

that wants nothing more 

than to keep her hidden  in 

her fear and her 

pain. 

Does anyone see her? 

Does anyone hear her? 

The feeling of invisibility wraps around 

her spirit as she 

sits and waits. 

Searching for something 

she can't seem to reach. 

Something she is not sure is even 

there. 

He walks around, 

alone in this world, 

looking for something he feels is missing

something he can't seem to find. 

He pulls a picture out 

of his pocket, 

a face he no longer sees

looking back at him. 

How he wishes things 

were different, 

that it were him that was 

no longer here, 

instead of the one 

thing he misses the most. 

Does anyone see him? 

Does anyone hear him? 

Lives lived searching for the unknown. 

Lives longing for something 

their souls desperately need

to cling to, but is out of their grasp. 

God sees it all, 

He sees them, 

He hears them and He 

has never left them. 

Through the pain, the tears, 

the heartaches they have faced

He was there. 

He is waiting for them to reach out, 

to call on Him. 

He longs to heal their pain, 

show them His plan, but

until they stop 

limiting His hands, 

there is nothing He can do. 

God sits above us, 

waiting for 

us to hear Him, 

to see Him working in 

our lives. 

If only they would seek Him. 

O' Lost Little Girl

Why are you looking? Searching for comfort in 

the things of this world? 

Why do you seek those that 

hold you back and keep your eyes off

the one that matter? 

O' lost little girl, where are you? 

Why are you sitting at the stop light

asking, "Where is God in this moment?" 

Why are you holding yourself

back from God, but 

freely giving it to the world around you? 

A world controlled by sin, 

controlled by greed, 

controlled by all things that 

God despises? 

How can you ask where He is, when 

you are not looking for Him

but looking for 

fleeting moments of 

self satisfaction and 

personal gain? 

Why do you ask where is He, when you 

hold ugliness inside you, 

when you refuse to forgive those 

that have wronged you? 

Where is your compassion? 

Your hope? 

Your faith in the one who created you? 

Where are you, lost little girl? 

He has never left you! He never will! 

No matter what you do, no matter what you say, 

He is there, longing for you 

to seek Him, to reach out to Him! 

He longs to give you the blessings He has for you,

if only you would turn to Him and away from the world! 

Seek Him and you will find Him. 

Hold on to Him and you 

can't fail! 

Every breath you take, every day you wake up, 

every moment of every day is given to you

by the creator of heaven and earth! 

Don't ask, "Where are you God," 

instead say, 

"I am here God, seeking You!

longing for you!" 

O' lost little girl, His love 

is the only love you need. 

His word is the only 

instruction you need to 

follow. 

Life with Him is life eternal! 

O' lost little girl, 

God's love is never failing, never ending!