My Little Girl
There's a little girl who lives inside of me. I know she's there but only few can
see. She hold memories that are close to my Heart some are happy and some
are not.
When I look into her wide green eyes, I see innocence, a kind heart, and a
magical smile. I can also see how much love she carries in her heart; so much
that it makes her heart hurt it seems that no wants her love and this maks her
sad.
She loves very few, but there is one very special person close to her heart; who
she gains strength, hope and most of all trust.
She see's herself growing up and learning not to take things for granted and to
be grateful for everyday we have on this earth.
Now she see's that things are not as bad as they could have been. She thanks
God in her small voice that her special person is getting stronger everyday, and
will come back to her soon someday.
It's funny, but when I look at the little girl who lives inside of me, I look deep into
those green eyes, and I can see this little girl is really me.
Copyright © Abigail Clohessy | Year Posted 2008
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