Inner Child

Inner Child

so small

curious,  and innocent green eyes

almond brown hair

falling to shoulders

age of 6 and oh so shy

little sensitive soul

why do you cry?

torn dress and scrapped knees

asking what have you done?

to deserve taunts and threats

they don’t understand

or value you all

mind, heart or soul yet

little noble soul

nothing

you have done

nothing wrong

come in from the rain

drink your hot cocoa

let me clean your wounds

find you a new dress

lend you my shoulder

just cry little girl

it’s okay.

i am sorry,

your cries weren’t answered

sooner

inner child.

 

(c) 2012 Amanda Wilson

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