There are couples,
But, You're
standing alone.
No one
to ask:
How was Your day?
For Your
Bitterness takes ahold.
For Your
Need for companionship
is seemingly vital,
For the
Long lonely nights
are just
too much
to bear.
For You pray,
Dear God,
Please send me
a spouse.
Don't want
to grow old,
To be
left unwed.
Though,
God says,
Dear child,
For I'll
Plan the ceremony.
For Your
Scorned Singleness,
Is actually,
Predetermined time
I set,
To prepare You
For Your
Marital Season.
