Because...

I made her. She's different; She's unique
With love I formed her in her mother's womb
I fashioned her with great joy
I remember with great pleasure the days I created her
To me, she's beautiful... I love her
I love her smile; I love her way
I love to hear her and the silly things she says and does
She herself and no one else...
This is how i have made her

I made her pretty but not beautiful
Because I knew her heart
and I knew she would be vain
I wanted her to search her heart
And learn that it would be me in her
that would draw friends to her

I made her in such a way that she would need me
I made her a little more lonesome than she would like to be
Only because I want her to turn to me in her loneliness
I made her a little more dependent than she would like to be
Only because I want her to lean and depend on me

I know her heart
I know if I had not made her like this she would go her own chosen way
And forget about me...Creator
I have given her many good and happy things because I love her
I have seen her broken heart and the tears she has cried all alone
I have been with her and I have had a broken heart too

Many times she has stumbled and fallen alone
Only because she would not take my hand
So many lessons she has learned the hard way
because she did not listen to my voice
So many times I have sat back and watched her go on her merry way alone
Only to watch her return to my arms
Sad and broken

And now she is mine again
I made her and then I bought her
I paid a high price for her because I love her
I have had to reshape and remold her
to renew her to be what I have planned for her to be
I want her to be conformed to my image
This high goal I have set for her
because... I love her!
-Anonymous