My Leah
You have so many questions “Why couldn’t my first mommy keep me?” What demons were within her?
The drugs became her lifeline I think about her now and then “She was too sick” I tell you
Oh Leah, if I could And when you do, I’ll be here God has blessed us with you, Leah © Debby Andrews
For such a little girl.
Such complex thoughts and feelings
Your mind must be awhirl.
You ask with innocence.
But I don’t understand myself
It doesn’t make much sense.
Why couldn’t she see the pain?
The world your first mother came from
Is one of fear and shame.
She couldn’t stop the game.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to
Perhaps she’s not to blame.
And wonder if she knows
That the daughter she couldn’t care for
Is safe and loved, and grows.
But you just can’t let go.
“Did she die and go to heaven?”
“I miss her, does she know?”
I’d take away your pain.
But you are strong and you are tough
You’ll make it through the rain.
Standing by your side.
My love for you grows stronger
It cannot be denied.
You’re our angel from above.
We are thankful every day
That you are ours to love.