The Prodigal Son poetry

When I thought of you, I loved you
When I made you, I gave you a name
When I saw you, I made for you a purpose
When you were ready, I held you in my arms

My Son rejoiced at the creation of my hand
My children sang a glorious song to me
'You are mine forever' I said as I placed you
on this earth,'But do not forget me, you Father'

I placed you in your mother's womb
When you were born, from her I drew you
Again I was pleased to hold you in my arms again
'You are mine forever' I said as I placed you
in a cradle,'But do not forget me, you Father'

You grew before mine eyes, How I love you
I made my children watch over you
But soon your love for me faded
You remembered me no more

I was grieved when you turned your back on me
You blamed me for holding you back
I said I wanted to protect you
From my most hated enemies attacks

'I can look after myself' was you only reply
You never knew the horrors of a tragic worlds
Many times I warned you, I did try
But Pride and Lust stole you saying,'You are mine'

Once again I was grieved when they hurt you and tormented you
But you never called to me, though I was and still am ready
At my door I wait for you to come home, I will still love you
'You are mine forever, how can I turn away from you?"

Then when I sent my Son and out of the grief of your heart, you believed
Then you came home to me, My Heart gladdened, you in my arms I received
'You are mine forever, never will I let you go.......now not even heaven and earth,
nor storm or quakes, not even the spirits of this world or the next will ever separate you
from me!'