Help

A small child sits in the corner As the shadows of evening Play across the room. The small, round, tear-streaked face And big eyes red with pain. The quivering lips whispering A barely audible "Jesus loves me". A slight rocking as knees Are hugged to the chest with frail, delicate arms. The tale-tell signs of trust broken. Thoughts play tag inside a child's brain As one feeling brings up the memory Of another time which triggers Another painful feeling. Please someone reach out. Someone touch. Someone help take away the pain. Don't let that precious little person die. Let the child experience happiness And freedom. Show the child that it is good To be a child.