A Daughter's Cry For Affirmation

The grieving tear on the wincing cheek Says much more than she can speak Of grieving thoughts she tries to hide That squeezes out of red stained eyes. Craving her father's affirmation That never came brings much frustration  She yearns to be her Daddy's girl But it feels like pigs who watch thrown pearls. Though time has bought her twilight years To this place of heightened fears That she will never hear the sound At affirmations holy ground. She watches his coffin go into the dirt Those tears now flow down to her shirt Some things are not won by having a lover... A daughter's affirmation given by her father. Luke 3:22 "and the Holy Spirit in a form like that of a dove descended upon Him, and a voice came out of heaven, 'As for you, you are my Son, the beloved one, in whom I take pleasure'."