Bright big
eyes,
Faint smile on the lips,
The little
girl,
Growing up every single day,
Spreads her
arms wide,
Into the warmth
of the sun rays,
Eyes closed
in the blinding brightness,
Taking in
the freshness of the breeze.
A delicate little
heart,
So full of
love and forgiveness,
Unconditionally
given to everyone around,
Giving the
shoulders to all who need,
Brightening up
everyone’s day,
With the
brave and genuine smile that says all,
The smile
that hides a thousand tears,
Carrying
some pain that is never shared,
Sunk in the
sea of loneliness,
Going to bed
each night
With tears
and stifled sobs,
Waiting to
share with someone who cares,
Living in
dreams and fantasies of her own,
Refuses to
live within walls of confinement.
She sees the
world with a different pair of eyes,
That views all
things beautiful,
In a vista
so far from others’,
Being shunned
for the same, almost always.
Hated for
what she is,
Never been understood
wholly,
Yearns for
just that.
A little
love, a little more understanding,
A little
care when she cries her heart out.
She still
sees life optimistically,
With a lot
of belief and trust in her heart,
Holding hope
in her hands,
Tightly clenched,
Waiting for
miracles to happen,
The change
that might come in,
Or just
elude her, unsympathetically.
The little
grown up girl,
Her arms
still stretched out,
To get some
love.
A tear or
two, drops down the cheeks.
Things are
going to be okay, someday.
It will be.
If it is
meant to be.
