Best Little Girl Poems
SONNET FOR THE LITTLE GIRL WITH NO DOLL
Above the brook blue Damsels flit in dance
And bring to mind that little girl who’d pass
Long solitary hours with spellbound glance
Such simple joys gave solace, filled her glass
No doll for her, the solitude to fill
But she saw silken wings above the stream
That dart and flicker round each shining rill
And all alone gazed at the passing scene
Could you and I regain that fresh clean sight
And find contented bliss within the trice
Would we thereby accept and find delight
In life, perceive its gift beyond all price
Perhaps one of life’s secrets in this rhyme
Is: look, and live always in present time
skies of rainbow blue as ocean moves
girl’s sassy swirls of soft tangled hair,
where pearls would dare clasp its curls
glow in her eyes special gentle blue
waves flow of tear drops buckets full
beautiful mud stain blush cheeks
Oh, such a handful only three feet high
arms full of endless hugs and pretty please
barefooted, dirty, and grass stain knees
while magpie explores the world never to say good-bye
double bubbles scents of lavender berries
pink and blue little ponies warm and cozy PJs
night promise dreams of fairies,
flowering ponds, bunnies, and butterflies
over and over stories whispers lullabies hums
sleep little angel in clouds full of stars
wishes of rainbow bridges to the moon
fairyland castles held by balloons
where little ponies play musical tunes
yesterday’s gardens today and tomorrow
fairies glimmer flittering amongst its blooms
enchanting flavors of snow cones,
bubblegum and cherry plums
unicorns, maidens, and gnomes chuckles
sleep till morning when you rise
to endless hugs and pretty please
explore the world never to say good-bye
2/2/2016
you runway the other day
your love here to stay
you are still my world
DADDY
LITTLE GIRLS
She is silent & she plays
Mostly she has books before her face
She rarely come to me
& ran away as fast as she could
I know her since her childhood
She is my Lil girl
& I'm an old mirror of her room
One day she came to me
Having beautiful smile
& gleaming eyes
Singing romantic songs & flying
As if she isn't watching mirror
Like she is playing lead role in her favorite fairy tale
I felt her crazy & myself amazed
'cause I realized
My Lil girl who is actually shy
Fall in love with a guy
One day she came to me
With wetty eyes, throat filled
Uninterested in everything
Ist time focusing her face & thinking
As if she isn't watching a mirror
Like she is a cop beating herself, arresting someoneelse
I felt sad & she was depressed
Then I realized
My Lil girl, so lovely
Failed & Fooled in love, badly
One day she came to me
Pushed her eyebrows up
Brought leader's smile on her face
One hand up & delicately waved
As if she isn't watching a mirror
Like she is addressing the whole world through me
I felt proud, she looks great
& finally I realized
My Lil girl unknowingly
Just growing up slowly... &...slowly
The best of all of God's creations
Flipping through my radio stations
Kisses when I'm feeling blue
The world revolves around me and you
You point out daily, how much you've grown
I react as though I hadn't known
But you can bet, I didn't fail to notice
Not one moment, have I missed
I study your face, memorizing the details
Capturing photos incase my memory fails
But I assure you, if I'm coherent
I'll remember time, together, spent
Shotgun rider in your car seat
Singing ABC's just a little off beat
Working through tangles, in the shower
Receiving a gift, the perfect flowers
Why do I ache and miss you so
While here I am, watching you grow
I've seen this scenario many times
You'll learn to color inside the lines
Then I'll buy you a car and off you'll go
I'll fake a smile and put on a show
Next will be a man to steal your heart
I already miss you, before we're apart
Belove, my dear friend
Stand by my side
For I shall not cry
My sins, will go over the earth
Mountains shall depart
Father, I'm talking to you
I remember, dreams and memories
Times my soul was lost in the valley
And in your arms
In moments I open my eyes
I see your shadow on my curtain
Feel your spirit above my head
Feel the wind and sense it's you
Daddy, listen
I'm speaking to you
I never had a chance, to tell you
Give me your pain
Let me carry your weight
Drown your medication in my blood
Papa , listen to my thunder
I was only fourteen
In another state
Hearing, cancer was your case
Yet, it was a little to late
The day my ears heard
Your soul went to rest
Dad, come in this soul
Listen to my thoughts
I will never forget your face
My dear friend
I will keep you in my dreams
Daddy
I will treasure our memories
Papa
I will always remember my soul in the valley
Dad
I will know, you are my father
By blood
Dear friend
By communication
Angel
By protection
Belove, shall always stand by my side
For, I shall no longer cry
Only stand by your side
In a beautiful lifetime
Love,
Daddies little girl
My fingers trace your
silhouette,
all I have is
a shadow of you.
Sensitive shoulders
that held me up
in my mind
forever I choose.
A child naïve,
empty and alone,
without a father
who left to roam.
I was once your
little girl Daddy,
till that fateful day
when you said
goodbye to Mummy,
oh, how it did rain.
But years have moved on
I’m your little girl
no longer,
but my heart needs to
reach out to you, to
tell of your grandson
who needs his grandpa,
and not an ancient
photograph
forever fading,
unlike my
memory of you.
© Harry J Horsman 2021
The little girl’s mom Tila,
worked hard to save enough money
It was her baby girl’s birthday,
how she loved her miel, her honey
She saw a Barbie doll that stood
in the window at Catarina’s Boutique
Wearing a traditional dress embroidered,
flowered details so unique
Sugar skulls glisten
a crown of marigolds adorn her hair
A Mexicana Barbie with long dark braids
nothing would compare
Complemented by a golden yellow flowery headband
The dolls face and body
a beautiful color of ochre, tanned
Spotted by the little girl
on their walk through the city
Calling out, que bonita!
Mamita she is really pretty
Maria Barbie printed on the box,
like hers, it was the same
She knew she had to have her,
when learned she shared her name
Tila rushed home to put the order in on the phone
The line went dead, there was a muted tone
She prayed the order went through that day
And hoped it would be received
on her daughter’s birthday
Because of the power outage in Pueblo,
a small town
The Barbie doll was gone,
lost and could not be found
Tila was sad when she told her miel
it was the last one of her kind
Don’t cry mamita, I already prayed another
little girl Barbie Maria will find
I have vague memories of
Hiding behind my mothers legs
Glued to her side
Clinging to the security of her touch
Doe-eyed little girl
Far too scared to say her name
Gazing up at the infinities that lied beyond her concrete walls
Seeing the world through the eyes of others
Whom she let guide her every move
Timid child
With trembling digits
Teary-eyed, looking past opportunities
Too scared to even know who she is
Insecure girl
Her heart filled with melodies
Her mind filled with words
Locked away by her shyness
Never to be seen.
She looked up at her surroundings
At people, beauty, life
Pondering upon the world from below the surface
Never fully experiencing anything.
What happened to her?
Where is she now?
She is but another memory buried deep within me
For that little girl who looked up at what she would never amount to,
Now looks down on the person she has become
The little girl, that can't fend for herself.
The little girl that doesn't see reality.
The little girl that wants to come out.
The little girl that's constantly in doubt.
The little girl that can't stand you.
The little girl that doesnt stand a chance against you.
The little girl that you refuse to look past.
The little girl you said that grew up to fast.
The little girl you say is on the inside.
The scared little girl that won't reside.
The little girl that cries when she's alone.
The little girl that writes these poems.
The little girl that walks behind you.
The little girl that once became your shadow.
The little girl that once you get angry she runs and hides.
The little girl that cannot stand when you call her little girl till this day.
The little girl that tells you to leave but wants you to stay.
Granddads Little Girl
This first day of the New Year,
May I whisper something in your ear
To wish you a very bright life,
As a baby, as a child, as a wife,
To tell you to stick this in your mind,
Be wise, be generous, be kind,
Be good with your father and mother,
Be always devoted to each other,
Be nice to any human creature,
Be Our Lord’s soul, the living picture,
Be friends to animals and birds,
And make them become your friends,
Be in love with Justice,
Be the enemy of vice,
Have no other than truth for passion,
For your life’s every inspiration,
Thus you should make yourself,
Worthy and proud of your Nation.
PS this is the original letter with my grand-fathers poem he wrote for me a couple of years after I was born.
Torn party dress
Grass stained knees
Dirt under nails
A bruise on her shin
Missing a front tooth grinning
"I traded my doll for a skateboard"
Smiling mum sighs "the beginning"
10/28/18
A Poem Of Reaction Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Julia Ward
Dear Little Girl,
Why do you cry
When you’re kicked down
Over nonsense?
It’s not your fault
Besides,
A broken bone
Is better than
A broken soul
She’s a little girl abused in so many ways.
She knows for everything theirs a price she pays.
She doesn’t go where other children play.
So much lost.
So much at cost.
She’s berried with in her pleas.
Clothing tore to all degrees.
She runs to the church knowing everything he sees.
Maybe he can set her free.
Little girl on bended knees.
She can’t wash his smell away.
No matter how much she bathes.
Do you really have to love daddy this way.
Day by day she prays.
So many memories will prey.
She wishes they would just fade away.
In the bushes she hides.
Daddy is dead inside.
To god she will confide.
“God who will believe me?
Who will see?
Mom always said it was just me.
Now she has to see.”
Little girl on bended knees.
Her life is so hard in part.
Yet not compared to what she sacrifices in her heart.
He slices it up and rips it apart.
She wants to point blame
But lowers her head in shame.
God taking over this little soles hope
And his heart is breaking.
There is so much she is staking.
She raises her bloody hands high.
Deep down she wishes she could die.
But she made daddy finally say goodbye.
Six years old murdering daddy to finally be free.
Little girl on bended knees.
There's a lost little girl
Roaming this world
Searching for truth and for love
Aimlessly seeking
Never reaping
All she is deserving of
There's a lost little girl
Giving life a whirl
While living her life all alone
Hidden inside
Is where she resides
Ever since she's been on her own
The little girl's life
Has been about strife
But now she tries to mend
Still lost and confused
She's easily bruised
For love she still contends
Her acceptance is grief
Her guilt has no relief
When her past comes chasing her down
Still she holds on to her rope
With a glimmer of hope
That her life will soon turn around