Monday, February 23, 2015

Little Girl

Little Girl
so brass and bold
with your weighted words
and eyes glass cold

Your spunk and your sass
what you think makes you grown
is tinfoil armor
against sticks and stone

Little girls lash out
to hurt those they love
those who help you up
are greeted with a shove

Your words lash out
snaring like barbed wire
laced with lies
adding fuel to the fire

Little girl so loved
stop fighting your blessings
hold on to childhood
and start confessing

(Written 2.3.15)

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