A Poem

Here's just a little poem I want to share with all my readers, a little hint into the depths of my soul. Enjoy!

A Girl's Life

She goes to work each morning,

She comes home late each night.

She makes believe she's happy,

that everything's all right.

She laughs away her sorrow,

her loneliness she hides.

When evening comes and she's alone,

to God, she then confides:

"Lord, I want to do Your Will,

though it's so hard to do.

I want to do what's best for me,

accept what comes from You.

But Lord, is it all right to ask

if You can let me see,

that though I'm so alone right now,

I will not always be?

Lord, I want to do Your Will,

and not put up a fight.

But oh! I'm so forlorn and sad,

and so alone tonight."

Sometimes she sees a family,

a mother, son, and dad.

Sometimes she sees a newborn babe-

a child she hasn't had.

Sometimes she's quite contented.

Sometimes she wants to cry.

When morning comes she folds her hands,

and looks beyond the sky:

"Christ, I want to do Your Will,

though it's so hard to do.

I want to do Your best for me,

by doing all for You.

Just promise me, my God, my Christ,

Whose love is whole and true:

One day not far, you'll give to me,

a man reflecting You.

A godly man, a kindred soul,

my chosen spouse and love.

The one who's love will bring forth fruit,

and honour You, above.