Child Hood Poem by Barbara Crane

Child Hood



The tale of a soul forgotten and ignored
Her screams where not heard
The blood not seen
The bruises covered
Pain felt
Morning has come
Dawn
Time has run out
Innocence
Purity
And
Her hope
Stolen and shattered
By the one who
Should be her mother, her protector

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