Little girl all alone, sitting by the window,
take my hand and hold it close,
I will be here with you.
Every tear that falls,
slowly down your cheek
is another step in erasing the memories!
Little girl you're not alone,
my arms are wrapped around you,
holding you with loving arms
and wiping tears that flow.
Gently like a flower,
you're opening your bud
lifting up your tear stained face
and smiling like you should!
The days will get much smoother,
each one another step,
the tears will get much lighter,
each one so soft and wet.
The voices that you're hearing,
will somehow each let go
and every one a part of you,
will let the real you show!
You're growing every minute,
your mind will be serene,
a happiness eluded,
that now is finally seen.
The little girl that hides inside,
afraid to see the sun
can now come out and be herself,
because you've finally won!
This poem is shared with permission from Sand. Please click on her name to visit her site.
This page is shared for the sole purpose of helping
victims (survivors) to deal with the pain they
experienced at the hands of people they trusted
that betrayed them and took away their innocence.
