Thanks to the journey to China for this poem.
Esther’s Song
by Martha Hackenberger
There’s a little girl who’s waiting
In the Public Market Square,
Straining to hear her mother’s voice
(Her mother left her there).
She’s four and all alone now
As the voices fade away.
Still listening for her mother’s voice,
She longs to hear her say,
“It’s time to go on home now,
The hour is getting late,
The sun sets on the mountain,
I’m sorry you had to wait.”
She senses that the sun is gone,
And the day has turned to night.
As tears stream down her sweet round face,
She prays with all her might:
“Dear Mama please come back for me
I waited all day long.
I’m scared, and hungry, all alone,
I’m listening for your song:”
“It’s time to go on home now,
The hour is getting late,
The sun sets on the mountain,
I’m sorry you had to wait.”
There’s a little girl who’s waiting
She’s six, and how she’s grown.
She’s hoping daily in her heart
For a family of her own.
And half way ?round the world I heard
Every tear and every word,
I’ll come to bring you home to stay
And finally you will hear me say,
“It’s time to come on home now
The hour is getting late,
The sun sets on the mountain,
I’m sorry you had to wait.”
(Copyright 2001 Martha Hackenberger)