A Fatherless Child

A fatherless child, she was

A little girl treated like a queen

With a dear mom and the rest of the kin

A hug from uncle; from gramps, a kiss on the chin

Then, love was enough for her

  

A fatherless child, she was

The girl grew up; had to move away

New city, new friends; the family was at bay

 Going with the flow; riding the tides of the day

Then, love was distant for her

A fatherless child, she was

Another chapter, a new beginning 

For a young lady, it was utterly exciting

Longings and stirrings make the heart go pondering

Then, love was a wondrous thing for her

A fatherless child, she was

A new world she entered with ardor  

To meet the King whom they call the savior

The epitome of a perfect father; secretly yearned for

Then, love was glorious for her

  

A fatherless child, she was

A tragedy struck; it shattered her heart

A kiss on the chin no more; a lifetime apart

To forget will take forever; sorrow has become her part  

Then, love was broken for her

A fatherless child, she was

She must go on; continue her story

Soon the journey marks a quarter of a century

  Only to realize, a path was paved towards mediocrity  

Then, love was passive for her

A fatherless child, she was

A young lady aged beyond her years

The burdens of life has brought endless tears  

Depression took over; paralyzed by the unspoken fears  

Then, love was lost for her

A fatherless child, she was

Slapped with the truth: she was unwanted

A sea of hatred from the deepest it all erupted

A gaping hole; the heart was permanently pierced

Then, love was crushed for her

A fatherless child, she was

A weary soul; lonely beyond belief

Only one’s embrace can quench the grief

Never to be complete; Not a chance to savor relief

Then, love was cold for her

A fatherless child, she was

A prodigal child; a confused wanderer

Blame, anger, doubt towards her perfect father

Stuck on a crossroad; too many questions with no answer

Then, love was confusing for her

A fatherless child, she was

The search for meaning was futile

On her own, she was a prisoner on exile

But with open arms, the King awaits from a mile

Then, love was restored for her

A fatherless child, no more

A moment of clarity; it was a liberation

Embrace her purpose; goodbye to indignation

Finally, a perfect father’s love brought in completion

Then, love was perfect for her