A Reflection Poem by Eva L. Shaw

There once was a child
Filled with play,
Joyous and happy,
Beaming with light.
The world became dark.
For years a bleak place.
Sad and neglected,
A sad, sorry sight.
As years came and went,
Troubled tumultuous and growth -
The happy little girl
Wanted to be part
Of the woman's life now.
But, still rejected by all,
Hide her we don't want her -
Be adult - we like you sad.
I won't hide I will be seen
One day to the world
And those who could have seen
Will regret not sharing
That little girl's life.
In reflection, I see her now.