That Little Girl

Where is that little girl of innocence 
The one that grabbed the reigns 
and learned to dance
That laughed out loud
every chanced she had
Where is that little girl of innocence

Where is that little girl who used to pray
For the less fortunate 
in hopes they would be saved
From the heavy hand of sorrow 
that too often gives itself away
Where is that little girl who used to pray

Where is that little girl who used to smile
Has her world grown weary
with every passing mile
You can speculate all you want
yet still wonder after awhile
Where is that little girl who used to smile

Where is that little girl who used to dream
Did she find out what life's about
and woke up with a scream
Where reality so it seems
justifies all the means
Where is that little girl who used to dream

Where is that little girl I used to know
Did she lose her innocence
along the dirt road
I pray the day I see
her smile once again shown
As I dream of the little girl I used to know
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Wanter Avatar
February 17, 2018 at 6:39 PM
She's still there, Mike - behind a zillion timid faces.
Hoffman Avatar
February 17, 2018 at 6:26 PM
This is a beautiful write and it can easily apply to many different people…Well written heartfelt write Mike!~Che :)
Blanca Avatar
February 17, 2018 at 10:18 AM
Nice write Mike. Where is that little girl? Perhaps she has lost her way and became an adult.
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