Man/Child

Photo by Nayda Pirela

I met a man/child once a long time ago.

I just loved that man/child and then he

grew up and left me.

Yeah, left me at the worst possible time

(as if there were ever a better time)…..

Nobody to fill my days…..spend my

nights with  – no tenderness, no touch.

Just who did I think I was thinking I could

make a difference in someone’s life.

I guess God really showed me – took

my mama, took my husband, left me

crying to him for help! and yes, HE SAVED ME

Thank you!

Is it my sin that leaves me shameful, that

drives me back into my shell?  Worlds of

pain and deep, deep sorrow.  How can

I describe this mood I’m in? How can I

reach out once more?  Never wanting to

take a chance on all that emotional stuff.

I’ve got no more energy left.

But then memories appear and I’m longing

not to be fighting this world alone.

I just know that I’m not looking, not expecting

anything; only trusting that the Lord will

keep me in perfect peace as he has promised….

and maybe this is the last time I’ll grieve…..

last go-round, last time crying and hurting

and being angry and denying what I know

in my mind is true…….

Just waiting for my heart to catch up

And maybe this time I’ll really live and not

die each time I remember.  Can’t go on crying

about growth.

I met a man/child once a long time ago, and

yeah, I loved him…..I LOVE HIM and he

grew up and left me.