There she was

All grown up and free

How wrong she was

She just couldn’t see

Caged to her own perception

Of what life should be

Stumping out the flame of conviction

So she could be

Free in her own eyes

Yet less wise

Where is daddy’s little girl?

There she goes

Clutching on to the whirlwind

Of her very soul’s foes

Caught up in the grind

Her days full of chaos

Forgetting to hold the hand

That brought her to life

Her one woman band

Yet so much laden with strife

Having let go of daddy’s hand

Where is daddy’s little girl?

Her very life she did resent

Wrought with drama

To daddy she would present

The sum of her traumas

But only at the tail end

Of phone conversations

And rantings with her friends

The initial sensation

Gave her a glimpse of recompense

Thus begs the question

Where is daddy’s little girl?


Author of my heart

Cover of my soul

Renewer of my youth

Perfecter of my fate

Designer of my destiny

My endless promise

My exceedingly great reward

My nonstop praise song

The beauty of dusk

The brilliance of the sun

The rolling of the hills

The depths of the oceans

A reassuring embrace is Your good morning

And Your goodnight an overwhelming comfort

You whisper, ever so slightly

Ever so lovingly

Memories of everyone and everything

Fade, when am with You

You gifted me with Your image

What a divine origin

A father, friend, forgiver, soul-sustainer

Without You

My life would be a tragic lie

A treacherous perversion

An empty and endless depression

Instead You lead me with great counsel

You clothe me with robes of righteousness

Your love for me is a mystery great

Both a paradox and an eternal pleasure

I know not the number of my hours

But I need You in each

I desire more than a grace dispensation

My spirit longs to embrace the Giver of grace

With a love intense

I love You Lord

Today and forevermore