Age of Innocence

He seems dizzy and sometimes very still, 
yet she sees her father’s hand leave his will 
and then connect the cheek of her mother 
Yet still her eyes lead back to her father 

Every night she sees her mother’s pain tear 
It runs down and is wiped away in fear 
Her cries fade with the colour of her dress 
The bruises on her mother signs of stress

Every day a child errands to the fridge 
The key never to spill even a smidge 
Her toil seeks to release his broken heart 
and reveal to him his little sweetheart 

Nothing can change her one love endeavor 
Her daddy’s love her target forever 

- inspired by Nicola's poem-
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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George   Avatar
December 29, 2016 at 1:13 PM
Heartbreaking rendering! Elaine
Tiyane Avatar
December 7, 2016 at 11:01 PM
So very sad.. Wonderful write, rated 7
James Avatar
December 8, 2016 at 5:58 AM
Thank you so much Bukiwe!
White Avatar
December 5, 2016 at 10:37 PM
Abuse is a reality, I am living proof, and so are so many other children and people. Very moving and understandable sonnet.
James Avatar
December 6, 2016 at 6:14 AM
Sjo Darren that must have been hard. Thanks for the kind words.
Murray Avatar
December 3, 2016 at 1:05 PM
My older siblings recall how I was treated as special by my alcoholic father. I believe that was because he beat up my mum so bad when she was pregnant with me, she was in a coma. Such is life.
James Avatar
December 4, 2016 at 3:31 AM
Jean i cant even begin to imagine..!!
Allison Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 7:00 AM
Your poem brought a huge lump to my throat James. its absolutely heartbreaking for any child to be brought up in a home where they see and endure abuse on a daily basis.:-( hugs Jan xx
James Avatar
December 1, 2016 at 12:02 PM
Its very sad, but also, I first called this poem "a beautiful love" i was trying to showcase the Greek "agape" love .. selfless, sacrificial, unconditional love...love in the purest form..that of the child for her father". thanks for your visit!
Green Avatar
November 30, 2016 at 6:33 AM
So very sad James but wonderfully written. I could feel this pain as I read today.
James Avatar
November 30, 2016 at 12:04 PM
Thank you Chris...abuse is a reality!
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