A Talk With Him. - Poem by Jen Eva
Hush baby girl. I know it still hurts.
Shhhh... Pull it together.
It's for your growth, my glory.
You can never whether the weather.
I'm not giving you what you want now,
The reason, I have a plan.
Something so much more divine,
Believe in me now like you believed in me then.
Pieces of the puzzle will fall in place I promise.
I've done it before and I'll do it again,
Regardless the path,
Nothing works without a journey before the end.
Now my beautiful daughter,
Wipe off those tears, shake off that negativity,
Make use of the light I shed on you,
Life itself is a festivity.
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