My Girl

We don’t speak her name
It’s far easier to pretend
The child that’s missing from a mother’s arms
The nightmare doesn’t end
Each night she kneels before the Lord

Prayer seems to be her only hope
Another day has slipped away
In the morning will she cope

This child no longer knows her home
Her family almost strangers
And with the sorrow comes the fear
For this world holds a feast of dangers
There is no right nor wrong to this

A mother’s love is just too strong
So again tonight her mother prays
‘Lord send her home where she belongs’

©Debbie Stevens

For Rachael~

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