To my inner child (Patreon)

Hush little child,

Let the tears flow,

Yes...the pain is so real,

How I know. How I know.

Dear precious child,

Come lean on my shoulder,

The wound will be your strength,

When you grow somewhat older.

The world can seem cruel

To the young and the weak,

It is later of these experiences,

To others, you must speak.

Do not lose your innocence

Or crumble like a wall,

There is always a lesson

To learn from each fall.

So whenever you're sad

And there's too much to bear,

Come to me in your thoughts,

And know that I care!

~ Written July 19th,1993 ~

©Siona Doyle-McLaughlin