"The Girl I Used To Be"
She came tonight as I stood alone,
The girl I used to be,
And she gazed at me with an earnest eye
And questioned reproachfully.
Have you forgotten the many plans
And hopes I had for you?
The great career, the splendid fame
The wonderful things you'd do?
Where is the mansion of stately height
With all it's gardens rare?
The silken robes that I dreamed for you
And the jewels in your hair?
And as she spoke, I was very sad,
For I wanted her pleased with me.
This slender girl from the shadowy past,
The girl that I used to be.
Ever so gently, I took her hand
And guided her up the stairs,
Where peacefully sleeping, my babies lay
Innocent, sweet and fare.
I told her that these are my only gems,
And precious they are to me.
The silken robes are my motherhood
Of costly simplicity.
And my mansion of stately height is love.
And the only career I know,
Is serving within these sheltered walls
For the dear ones who come and go.
And as I spoke to my shadowy guest,
She smiled through her tears at me.
And I saw the woman that I am now,
Pleased the girl that I used to be.