Poem -
Mercy Not Yet Learned
She was just a little girl
You moved her heart so
God was claiming her
Holding on not letting go
She was His own
Just a little girl
A cruel world that was her life
Damage being done, nobody knew
But Jesus was there
Heard her crying
Among the sin she lived, He sheltered
Tucked under His wing, at His side
The Lord abounded in the sin
For she was His, a little girl
He understands, He understands
Closer than ever, He was there
He did not flee
For she was His own
Hiding from constant storms
She would talk to Jesus
He gave Her mercy not yet learned
But given over and over again
Mercy not yet learned
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Comments
There are no people more deplorable in my eyes than those who steal the innocence of a child. Had I been abused, or one of my children been abused by a relative or friend, I'm not so sure I could be as forgiving as you and show mercy, Terry.
Of course, I'd like to think so, but one never knows until they are faced with such a direly dreadful situation.
Nice writing, emotionally driven and very expressive.
~Dean Kuch
Thank you for your response. It is encouragement that is warmly recieved and needed. Thanks again!
The pleasure was all mine, Terry.
Warmest wishes,
~Dean