First Time For Everything...

No one's ever written a poem/song for me before... but last week, a close (long lost but now found) friend, Drea, wrote this.
(I got her permission to share it here on my blog.)

Shimona

You remind me so much of the precious things
Of children's laughs and fairy wings
Through a purpled heart, as life crashed down.
You faced the world.
You stood your ground

Enigmatically I might add-

You may have stood as the weathered rock
Steady as the wise Sequoia. Rooted. Strong.
Yet you never lost that love or warmth
Nor the faith that comes with early dawn.

You've lived, you've learned. You've laughed, you've cried.
And stronger woman grew where the weaker one died.

One day you will look back at all of this,
From a place you hurt no more
For that little sparrow that almost broke-
As an eagle now- will soar

All the more poetic because of this blog post I wrote a while back....
(read the poem at the end).


Thanks Drea.
It's good to know that God has indeed blessed me with some gems of friends who see my heart and love me in spite of it all.
I pray that I can do the same for them.