#33

 

Though I have been strong

Though I have held on

Though I was the first “go to” for many

And the last one standing,

I know to nurture the child within.

 

She lays in the grass

Dances to music

Swings from the tree

Loves the sea

And chocolate

Laughs out loud

And tells long stories.

 

I replenish her.

I nurture her

And bow low in the care of the God who does.

I will not fail because God will never.