Heal the Child

Heal the Child

She picked up her things

Like a good girl should

No asking why

That's never good

Said her prayers

And wiped her eyes

Can't do it right

Despite her tries

What horrible wrong

Evoked wrath this time

Demanding her silence

Her voice a crime.

Her song is silent

But her heart screams out

The trust is broken

Love brings such doubt

The years pass slowly

As she gains her voice

No longer tempered

By another's choice

Stronger she grows

Learns who she is

A beautiful wonder

Is born out of this

Her song begins

A melody of hope

A path of hard lessons

On a slippery slope

Falling down

She's learned to get up

Days before her

Had made her tough

Finding the softness

A treasure inhumed

Buried in time

Until once exhumed

She dances now

Graceful and free

No longer stifled

By painful debris

She saw that hurt

In the eyes of a child

Held out her hand

And softly smiled

DeAnna 12/08