Growing Up

What’s this icky, mucky, yucky mess? 

Sorry to say, but I must confess 

There’s a little girl, she’s trapped inside 

And all she’s known is run-and-hide 

Protect that heart, it’s the number one 

Priority following the devastating shun 

That shut her down and turned her in 

When it becomes too much, her head does spin 

Around and around, if it builds up speed 

Get out quick, my warning please heed 

The sight will make you feel an ache 

And in hearing about the crushing heart-break 

You’ll learn that she was left, all alone 

And that it seems as if she’ll always be prone 

To those old ways and how it’s been 

At the sight I’ll admit I sometimes cringe 

It’s such a slow go, this growing thing 

With the aches and pains it seems to bring 

But that’s life and how it’ll always be 

Don’t expect that you’ll ever truly be free 

From the highs and the lows, it’s a kind of game 

So pick your head up and try to sustain  

Because balance exists, it’s all around 

First you’ll feel lost, then you’ll feel found 

There’s night and day, birth and death 

And don’t try to say that God made a mess 

Of this beautiful place, where joy and pain 

Exist together with loss and gain 

Because if you didn’t have both, how would you know? 

The value when it actually starts to show 

That you’ve grown up, and finally begun 

To lessen the moments when you come undone

So you move and you bend, and sometimes you break 

But you try not to forget what’s really at stake 

It’s a chance to hold a Loving space 

For those when they cry out, “Holy Grace!” 

And someday you’ll get to stand in your light 

After the years of a seemingly never-ending fight 

With who you think you are, or maybe should be 

The time will come when you will see 

There’s a little girl in most of us 

And we all need someone that we can trust 

So when you come out on the other side 

You’ll be the lucky one that gets to provide 

A space where someone can bravely say, 

“I’m scared… do you think, maybe you could stay?”

You’ll hold her hand and you’ll quickly feel 

The familiar feeling of being stuck in that wheel 

You’ll say, “it’s okay, I’ll stay right here 

And I’ll listen to you, sweet little dear 

Because you matter, and I want you to know 

This is simply a chance for you to grow” 🌳 

So she keeps going, and she’ll always remember 

To love that little girl, and to never forget her

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