Held.

My God loves me,

He holds me like a mother holds her child,

Caresses my heart when I am downtrodden,

Blows away my fears like whispers in the wind,

There is none like him.

My greatest desire is to please him,

He covets my thoughts and prayers like none other,

It saddens him to see me fall,

It gladdens him to see me succeed,

He is my father.

I am his princess.

Words may make me stumble,

But he grasps my wrist and pulls me up.

Always loyal...always...there.

These are just words that were on my heart, I hope they speak to yours.....:)