Unseen

When I feel unseen,
Ignored & passed over,
I hide away and dream,
Keeping my composure
So that none will see my tears
Falling in the night;
I hide my pain & fears,
Staying further out of sight.
Then a hand reaches down,
From my Savior above
Lifting my heart from the ground,
Wrapping me in love.
And I know that He sees me,
I am visible to Him;
He values me completely,
Holds my heart within.
So I am never truly alone
In spite of how it may feel;
Jesus' arms are ever my home
And His love is oh, so real.

5/6/2012