Plans

There was once a young lassie who loves dolls,

Who played and eat, and had lots of playtime hours
She didn't care about anything else,
Because decisions were made by somebody else

She learned how to read, write, count and draw
But as human as we are, she had a flaw

She hated Mathematics,

And conversations that seemed so anti-climatic

She got two failing marks in a row

Though that one stung, she learned how to let go

She maybe hurting but she can't pretend
She has friends that keep her fighting 'till the end

And just as her hope was about to falter,

For the first time, she'd seen her father

She thanked God for it day by day

Because she could never throw a father's love away

Now that she has dreams to achieve,

She's been praying to God to hear her plead

Because someone was there when she needed a helping hand

And all of those things were part of God's big plan.