Tender sweet little child
I still feel and see you
Your open tiny hands
Stretching towards the sky
Longing for all those wonders and magic
Extending your senses
To the chant of birds
To the glowing flowers
The transparent butterflies
The luminicent whisper of leaves
The smell of wet soil
The subtil touch of light breeze
The kiss of snowflakes melting on your skin
Tender sweet little child
I still feel you
Longing for your mothers love
Desperately crying
Left alone at home
Overwhelmed by fear and tears
Believing in your mothers words
Harsh and unpredictable
Merciless and cruel
Hitting you like sharp swords
Splitting your tiny heart in pieces
Overflowing it with guilt and shame
Feeling worthless as an annoying piece of shit
Tender sweet little child
Dont belive what they were telling you
They are wrong.
You are perfect, magic and pure love
Look at me, your future me
You will find your way
You will be bold and tender
You will experience unconditional love
as a mother with your child
You will heal and care and love
And live as the being you have always been:
Loveable, worth and sensitive.
Take a deep breath and trust me.
