Little girl so pretty,
So gentle, meek, and mild
If you could only see the pain
Inside this little child.
God is all-forgiving
But parents rarely are,
Yet where is God, all said and done,
When parents go too far?
The pain, the hurt, the anguish,
The things I cannot share
With anyone, regardless,
If they have not been there.
Now I have grown older
My memories come and go
Still trying to forget events
That happened long ago.
The hurt, the pleas, the suffering
Still come to me at night
God, love all little children
And help them through their plight