These posts were originally written in October 2006 for my very first blog. Maybe it is because of everything I have gone through the last two weeks or so, but I feel like I am back at the window... hoping for the right Daddy to come along. Perhaps it is because the last couple weeks have left me feeling... like a lost little girl... I'm not even sure where to go next, which way to turn...
At the Window
A warm cheek presses against the cool caress of the glass, each breath fogs up her vision for a moment as eyes settle unseeingly on the horizon. Her heart skips as something grabs her sight, sitting up a little straighter a gaze narrows as she peers into the darkness, studying the shadow that has come into play. Tall and looming, the figure pauses at the walkway for the briefest of moments. What feels like a lifetime’s second, he turns and passes by.
A disappointed sigh leaves her frame, shoulders slump as the teddy bear is hugged closer almost protectively. The little girl once again settles in against the window, and waits.
Hoping beyond hope that the right Daddy for her will be by soon.
She is yours to hold in your cupped hands,
to guard and to guide.
Give her your strengthand wisdom
and all the good that life can offer.
Yours is a sacred trust.
Never harm herwith words that can bite and sting.
Lead her into truth.
~Tapestry of Voices
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