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There She Waits...

There she waits...


There she waits with flowers and drawings

Awaiting your return

Beaming with excitement and joy

As she eagerly waits her turn

Her turn to be loved unconditionally,

With protection and care

As she sees other children run to their dads

That seems fair


Years go by

and he never even gives her a call.

She's still there,

flowers, drawings and all

She can't stop living as though he's gonna one day love her

Loveless marriage, No self worth and more devours her


She knows where her issues stem from

But is in denial

She doesn't know what to do with her life

Out of denial

Afraid of judgement, failure and broken hearts

She stays where she is dying of a shattered heart


She finds peace in music and in the faces of children

It seals together some of the tiny pieces of her shattered heart

She also finds peace in dancing. In so her soul leaves to visit HaShem to pour out all of the pain that tortures her suffering heart.

Love can cure her heart. She knows this and she craves it.

A drowning of unconditional love and much affection. She needs it. So she thinks.


She cries out to Elohim

to forgive her for wanting more love

And can't seem to find an appetite

to keep from dying of a lack of love

She believes if she tries hard enough

she can win the approval of others

But with every good deed, every selfless act

still she feels unworthy and judged by others


Maybe living her passion will grant her that much needed love and attention

She knows that will only grant her conditional and temporary attention

She thinks there's another out there for her who'll give her the love she needs

All the while repenting of wanting to break up a home and her selfish needs

But she can't help but feel worthless, neglected and starved of love

She's dying for your love. The day you left she began dying for your love.


There she waits with dead flowers and faded drawings

Awaiting your return

Drowning by lack of love and affection

As she eagerly waits her turn

Her turn to be loved unconditionally,

With protection and care

As she sees other children run to their dads

Does that seems fair?


Written and Copyright by L.B. Hamilton

All writings stem from life experience or imagination.