Like a Daughter


Like a Daughter,
I falter, judged, for she behaved
Not like a Mother when needed:
Unbearably cruel, lies like bees.
To justify why I help
Leaves me in silent pleas,
Weeping.

Understand Me!
A heart forged by Him
I beseech to be stilled
I cried every night of my life
Unforgiving, to be living so.

The heart He gifted me
Is filled with His Grace
A heart fashioned in His image
To help those who in disgrace lives
Brave, I shall carry out
His wishes as ordained.

For to see Another suffer
kills Me worse than the pain
of living I had to endure for
I was created in Love
from Above.

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A giving heart receives the pain of the world tenfold...ailing & unable to their pay debts, I help willingly.