Little Child
Little child... listen to me. I speak of hope. I speak of peace. Listen- for I have much to say. Little child, crying on the floor curled up. Hiding your head in your hands. Listen as I tell you The pain will end. It will. I will die for you to stop those childesh tears. Little child, telling me you have no friends telling me you can't go on. Just listen- I will give all I have for you to smile. Let a laugh befitting your age Come forth out of your quivering lips. Little child, screaming your defeat wiping your crystal tears on your hand. Listen- I will be there for you. I will pick you up off of that dirty floor. Uncurl your shaking body. Wipe those tears of your delicate face. Just listen little child. Everything will be alright.This is for all my friends Written January 4th, 2002 © on Jan 04 2002 04:18 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"Little child......"