Child of Grace

She was a child of grace
Surrounded by the worst of men,
A tender heart, with much to give
And a spirit locked in chains;
I see her sitting, lost and cold
Her face so filled with shame,
How I wish I could have held her
Saved her from the pain;
I watched her walk her forlorn path
Burdens too heavy for her to share,
Beaten down, and all alone
A sight too painful to bear:
I turn away with a sorrow,
Take one last look, and say goodbye,
A single tear runs down my cheek
I leave the girl behind;
Though many years have passed me by
I remember what I saw,
That little girl, with bright green eyes
A beautiful, empty shell;
I take her with me always
She is my strength through trying times,
But I know she turned out just fine
In fact I know and love her more today;
She walks with grace and dignity
A flame that lights the night,
Her heart now healed, her spirit free;
I know, because that girl was me.

Tracey Lee Newson