A lovely poem Ben posted on HSA.
Don’t you know that she was entrusted to you
As the masterpiece of all creation,
A pearl more valuable than all the riches of the world,
A pearl so precious
He paid His own blood
Don’t you know that as a little girl
It was your love that brought her joy?
She danced in sunny fields
That your smiles would warm each day.
Don’t you know that as she blossomed
In a gorgeous rose of womanhood,
She treasured every compliment you offered
With an overflowing heart?
She spread her wings
With an eager smile,
Believing you were there
With open arms,
Each step she took.
Don’t you know that every critical word you’ve spoken
Have broken her spirit,
Clipping her wings and grounding her
Every ounce of condemnation
Shrouded the jewel of her heart;
No longer does she sparkle
In the radiance of your acceptance.
Don’t you know that more than anything else
She longs to be a little child
Who can crawl into your lap,
Feel your arms around her,
And know that you’ll love her
No matter what tomorrow holds?
Don’t you know that the gift of your love,
No matter what she does,
Or where she goes,
Would warm her heart
Beyond anything else?
Don’t you know that it
Means so much to her
That she would shed her very blood
Just for a single smile
Of love, untouched
By those little stings
That carry her heart
To the grave?