For Helena

Her  heart belongs to the Great King
           Therefore she can joyfully sing
Even when the enemy brings
           Heavy trials to burden her wings
Little, though she may be, and frail,
           Her God she will forever Hail
Even when heartache comes
           And her song is a little softer
Never will her God forsake her
           For He has vowed to be her comfort.
A day will come when she'll see her King
             in His great home above
                 and there will she ever sing
                       for her one true love.
                                                        AMW 1/7/11