I Think You Know

Another day has passed her by.
No one has asked what made her cry.
She wipes her face and gives a smile,
But in her heart she weeps awhile.

She parts the building walking fast;
Hops in her car wearing her mask.
No one can see the tell-tale clues.
They simply wave and then resume.

Out on the road
All alone
The tears pour out like
Shattered stone.

And could it be,
Her future's gone?
Or is there hope for
A new song?

When she gets home she takes the step,
Dials the number and asks for help.
A friendly voice responds in love,
Guiding her to God's hope above.

She starts to see the life inside,
Her precious baby would have died
Had she not understood God's desire
and the options now acquired.

In a safe place
Embraced in calm
The tears now heal like
Soothing balm.

And could it be
Her hope's renewed
For a better life
And her baby too?

I think you know.

By Glen Alan Woods
April 2006

Written in honor of Crisis Pregancy Counseling Centers that give women throughout the USA hope and encouragement in Jesus Christ as they deal with pregnancy.