Never a Smile
The child was well cared for to anyone seeing her;
she had pretty outfits with hair ribbons and clips;
but she was really a little girl in despair;
there was never ever a smile on her lips;
and mother knew where to place the kicks.
She had lots of bruises but they were covered up;
tiny arms were black and blue but she wore a sweater;
she had no dolls or toys only a worn stuffed pup;
on hot days it was awful as she would swelter;
the little girl thought this was her life forever.
But one day something happened to change her life;
a teacher noticed dark bruises on her legs;
and on closer inspection there are wounds by a knife;
the mother is arrested for abuse (she weeps and begs;)
and the little girl pulls from her stuffed pup threads:
"Pup you were bad and now you must be punished," she whispers.
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April 24, 2021
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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