This is a poem/song that I wrote right before I started the ninth grade.

Child of Mine

I am sitting there on that dusty road of sins I made,
Afraid to let the memories slowly fade away.
The second I forget exactly what He said to me,
I am terrified that I'll begin to stray.

I'm tired of being that lost and forlorn lamb.
I want to be the girl that He believes in,
But as I try to keep His words focused in my heart,
I am struggling not to fall back down again.

Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning in this world.
I'm expected to be someone who I'm really not.
Sometimes I walk away from the One who made me, me,
And I keep walking without remembering who I forgot.

I've been lost, an outcast in all this dirt I've gained.
I feel like I'm too filthy for anyone to love me,
And yet when I'm wallowing in all my sins and pain,
It's always He who takes me and He claims me.

And I will never forget, and yet I can't remember,
As I hold onto what He said to me.
As He whispered in my ear, He said,
 
"Child of Mine, My beloved baby girl,
I love you; forever I will hold your hand.
I made you to be who you really are.
I want you; in the future, you will understand.
I cherish you like the princess you are becoming.
Let Me hold you.  Let Me be your Dad."

Here is a poem that I wrote when I was ten years old.  I think that it shows that I have had a calling to help the needy since I was quite young.  It's poorly written, but I think it has a sweet message.

The Dollar 

A little girl got a dollar for her birthday.

She went out with her mother to spend it.

It was very dark and cold outside,

And the streetlights were brightly lit.

A rabbi at the temple called to her,

"I need that money! Do you know why?

Because my temple must be made bigger!"

But the little girl just passed on by.

A storekeeper selling dresses called to her,

"I need that money! Do you know why?

I have my family to feed, so please buy a dress!"

But the little girl just passed on by.

A homeless child sat on the street, hungry and alone.

"Girl, you need that money.  Do you know why?

So that you can spend it on things to make you happy."

But the little girl didn't pass on by.

What the little girl saw was a humble child,

Who had never had anything new,

So she reached out and gave the money to him.

I would! Wouldn't you?

2004