My daughter, the poet

It's been a while since my last post. I don't do it very often, but once in a while, there is something that happens that I must share with anyone who will read it. This is one of those times.

Lauren (our 14-year-old) came to me the other day and told me that she had written a poem in her prayer journal. She seems to like to write, so this wasn't really unusual. I did not ask to read it, and she did not offer to share, so the conversation ended there.

Then, last night she came to me and Kenneth and had her journal with her. She said she wanted us to read her poem. The following is what we found - unedited.

Untitled Poem

We're outside
playing on a summer's day,
And rain is far,
far away,
And it seems that
good times are here to stay,
But there's something missing.......

Outside's cold, but
cocoa's hot,
Family time I love
a lot,
Telling stories, jokes
and riddles
Really tend to make
me giggle,
But part of me is empty.......

Us four Butlers on the bed,
And silly Matthew bangs his head!
I laugh until my face is red -
But what's still missing?

For the answer I look to heaven,
For maybe God has words to leaven
And fill my empty soul.

"Dear child, what you desire
is only a fifth,
to love and care for;
for you to be with.
Be patient, little one.
For you will have to wait a while,
But I am creating the perfect child.
No longer will you feel so empty and sad.
For you'll have Savannah to make you glad."

So now I wait sweetly, patient and true,
Till I can leave and come and get you.
Oh, and this waiting takes a very long time,
But it's all worth it, 'cause someday you'll be mine.

And then,
Only then,
Will nothing be left empty.


Written by Lauren
For Savannah
3/11/07


Just wanted to share that. Thanks for reading. Jami