Healing From a Broken Heart-Part One

I suffered from being hit, It sometimes hurt to sit: Bruised and battered one day, My mother loved me in her own way: I went to school with a bloody nose, It didn't matter if it shows: It embarrassed me so much, I turned to God for a loving touch: My tooth was knocked out with a hair brush, My mother said not to tell, "hush": My heart was broken a lot, My mother never got caught: My broken heart is healing everyday, God loves me every way: I thank God for healing me, I know that he cried with me, you see.