Forever Silent...
Watching the leaves blow across the grass,
their golden shapes floating so fast.
The seasons change and time moves on.
Memories forgotten will never be gone.
These tears I have shed are in vain,
masking the disappointment, hurt and shame.
The secrets I am holding, so deep inside
of a little girls' innocence that died.
Forever silent still unable to rest,
they struggle for freedom, a constant test.
To fear it is human, perhaps a defense.
Oh Lord, I know, her pain is immense.
Give me the strength to set her free.
Only you and I Lord, know she is me.
a. boudreaux 2004