She smiles with innocent eyes
While looking at his gentle face
With faith only a child can grasp
She asks, "Will you marry me, Daddy?"
And for a moment her world
Shines brilliant, complete, pure
She smiles with melancholy eyes
While looking at their daunting faces
With questions only the wounded can ask
She whimpers, "What's wrong with me?"
And for many moments her world
Burns bleak, disenchanted, inadequate
She smiles with lifeless eyes
While looking at her many faces
With defeat behind her every mask
She cries, "Who will help me?"
And for a moment her world
Screams desolate, depleted, death
She smiles with hopeful eyes
While looking at His gracious face
With faith only the broken can clasp
She whispers, "Will you hold me?"
And for a moment her world
Radiates love, hope, grace
She smiles with His eyes
While looking at their hungry faces
With faith only the restored can grasp
She asks, "Will you heal them, Daddy?"
And for a moment her world
Shines brilliant, complete, pure
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I found you.
You never cease to amaze me with your writing. When I first read this yesterday I thought to myself, "wow, this is a really good piece." But of course I didn't look to far in to it at first. I am so stupid! After reading this just now and really digging into your words and sorting through the flow of poetic genius I found you. There you were, under all those stanzas. And may I say you are beautiful there. Reagan, this piece is absolutely beautiful and amazing! Seriously, I cannot stop reading it over and over because each time I do, I find something more than I did the previous time before.
Thank you for the open door, "With faith only the broken can clasp".
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