Her Soul

      Her Soul

A little girl is crying
Seems so far away
The sound is so defining
It’s from pain not from play

There's no one here but me
Guess I know where it is from
I hear but cannot see
The sounding of a drum

I listen quietly in wonder
Just what this all meant
It sounds like thunder
I feel the need to vent

Letting out a sigh
Forgetting about the race
No longer can I lie
This child I must face

Forgotten was her pain
Buried deep down under
It was no drum or train
Nor was it really thunder

I welcome her home again
The child inside must rest
This little girl’s my friend
I know I’ve done my best

For now and then I hear her
And often see her face
The sounds sometimes a blur
Yet I welcome her with grace

This little girl giggles now
As a smile comes across her face
She knows that somehow
Her soul has left the race

Little girl, cry no more
Now I know you are there
I’ll always open up that door
Your soul I’ll take good care