My Cherished Daughter…

To my cherished daughter,

I call you beautiful.

I call you beloved.

In adoration I knit you in the womb and made you so wonderfully

I saw your soul and made you my precious stone

A gem who’s value is unimaginable

A value that is beyond the earthly riches

Life has thrown a lot of dirt on you

Tarred and marked and covered your beauty

To make you unrecognisable to you

But that hasn’t changed who you are to me

I still see that precious stone I created

The one I took my time perfecting

Your tears have made tracks that run so deep

Tracks that have made destination scars on your heart

But my love renews it all

Like a balm of oil that softens the tissue

It embraces you in that secret place

Draws you to my living water

Where I wash you clean

And remove the dirt

Layer by layer

To reveal the diamond within.

Your beauty is restored.

With the polish and the buff that is my word

You begin to shine and sparkle,

Begin to see your worth,

See the beauty I placed within you

The precious stone that I am well pleased in

Knowing I will go any length

To keep restoring you

For you to see the beauty I see

To know I am with you forever

My beloved daughter

I love you