a girl and her mother

a little girl looks up,
up into the eyes of her mother.
"See me," she says, "here I am."
But her mother says, " all I see is pain."

a little girl looks up,
up into the eyes of her mother.
"Teach me," she requests, "Will you to guide me?"
But her mother says, "I can't. I don't know how."

a little girl looks up,
up into the eyes of her mother.
"Spend time with me," she cries out, "I need you."
But her mother says, "I don't have time for you."

a little girl looks up,
up into the eyes of her mother.
"Show me how to grow," she says, "Mama?"
But her mother says, "This isn't what I want anymore."

a little girl looks up,
up into the eyes of her mother.
"Stay!" She cries out, "I'm left alone. Stay!"
But her mother says, "I'm leaving. I deserve more."

a little girl looks up,
up into the eyes of her mother.
"Don't you love me anymore?" She cried.
But her mother looked distantly off, "I didn't want you."

A little girl grows up.
She's had it hard and stands tall.
Full of pride that covers hurt.
She cries out to God.

"I don't know what to do!"
Her eyes well up with tears,
she kneels and bows before her Lover.
He hugs her and embraces her, "I love you."

"You don't have to be alone anymore," He says.
His eyes mirror her pain as she continues to cry.
Knowing that her pain is no match for His,
for she knows the cause of His pain.

Life returns and the clouds are parted.
She is alive.
She is alone with her Lover.
Quietly she speaks with Him, in whispers of grace.

She is a woman of God and knows her worth.
She is still full of the pain, but her wounds are healing.
Traces of scars are disappearing,
but the marks will always be present.

A woman looks into the eyes of her mother.
"I forgive you for leaving me," she says.
Her mother doesn't understand.
She is herself a little girl, no older than her youngest.

Comparisons, jealously, and confusion have been her life.
Life is different now.
She moves on, realizing that her mother will never be.
Knowing that her mother never lived until now.

Grown-up and loving Jesus.
Knowing Him and realizing that blessings come even through pain.
Knowing that Christ is her all, her parent's will never be, she smiles.
Life can be different for her. It will be different. It is different.