The Four Year Old Beside Me
The Four-Year old Beside Me
Little body, crushed with burden
Little mind, overwrought with worry
Little child, broken
Behind the eyes, a hidden smile
Behind the eyes, a neglected heart
Behind the eyes, broken…
He smiles quickly, and turns away,
He smiles shyly, unsure of what to say
He smiles, lightly
I feel his pain, present today
I feel his sorrow, present tomorrow
I pat his head, lightly...
Why do they yell at you?
How do you live this way?
Hiding behind my own tears of rage,
Hiding behind my own ache encaged,
Hiding behind his eyes wide and bright, I force a smile, too
To cradle him, in my arms for eternity,
To teach him, about love everlasting
To protect him from the hurt everlasting, too…
Little body, crushed with burden
Behind, those scars everlasting
You do not speak
But I can hear your laughter
Hiding behind the pain in your heart
To kiss the bruises, on your cheek…
You do not care why they yell at you,
You know not how to live, any other way.
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