Father, Rest Your Weary Heart

Father, when the flower in my core

Finds the bee that it adores

Will you open the fence that encloses me?

Or will you guard and not let him be?

Father, be at ease for you taught me well

Love—only time will tell

I will be sure to find a man like you

Ever so caring, wise and true

Father, whenever you picture me to be hurt

Rest your worries for I know my worth

You trained me to be independent

To value respect and consent

Father, if you find yourself rummaging through the 'what ifs'

Do not fret for I have a shelf of tricks

I may never get ahold of life

But, I do know when to strike

Rest your tired mind and weary heart

For you have already done your part

I am forever going to be your comrade

Father, you can now let go of my hand