Sometimes we seem to give our all,
Yet we see no progress, we just fall.
Make sacrifices to push this and that,
But seem ours doesn’t want to start.
We work so hard, we begin to wonder,
Is it due to my position or my gender?
At times, we find fault where there’s none,
When others say words that deeply burn.
Seems others are making wave, progressing,
Then ours look like we’re always processing.
We begin to question our value and existence,
When we go through some certain experience.
But YOU dear, I need YOU to know something,
Soon the river that seem dry, again will spring.
Those efforts you make, is like savings in a bank,
When your interest come, twill look like a prank.
It’ll take even you by an astonishing surprise,
When you see your waves, the way you’ll rise.
One thing you must know, He is preparing yours,
His timing is just different, he’ll soon open doors.
Remember, to Him a thousand years is just a day,
So your beautiful miracle, may just be on its way.
