Baby Come Home
Nutured you from the time you were a sapling
Proud of you as you grew into womenhood.
Astounded by you as you displayed compassion
Frieghtened as you made the wrong turn.
That little girl that fell, I picked up and comfort.
That confused teenager, I councelled.
Now that you are a women.
Someone else councels you.
Someone else comforts you.
But in you darkest hour, let it be known that:
I can still bring in the light,to help illuminate your path.
I can still provide clarity when confusion reigns.
I can still provide empathy when compassion has left you.
I can still provide solace when grief has taken a hold of you.
All you need to do is come home my baby.
Copyright © Silafit Silafit | Year Posted 2011
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