Waiting for Love to Find You

To all those women with guarded hearts,

Whose love hides behind careful art,

Who feel their light too dim, too scarred,

Know someone waits to ease each shard.

There’s someone out there, kind and true,

Who sees the beauty stitched in you,

A gentle hand, a warming smile,

Who’s ready to walk with you, mile by mile.

For every doubt that stings your mind,

For every fear you leave behind,

There’s love that aches to find its way,

To turn your night into bright day.

So hold on, dear, to threads of grace,

For love will come at its own pace.

You need not change, you’re more than enough,

For love will come—both fierce and soft.