I know a little girl,
whose hair in ringlets
falls, unkempt from lack
of brushing; who stands
when she should be sitting;
who laughs with defiance when
challenged, her dark eyes gleaming
with mischief; who holds her chin up
high and stamps her feet, arms folded
in protest when she does not get her way.
I see that little girl,
have watched her play,
with a wild imagination,
and a fearless temperament;
have watched her climb a tree,
scrap with any bully, and dare to
venture on her own; have witnessed
her alone times, hidden and obscured,
watched as she cried unheeded, buried
herself in books, drawing, and future dreams.
I feel that little girl,
who wears such a brave
exterior to mask her inner
fears; who bears a burden of
responsibility to carry the weight
of those around her; who believes
she has the power to make her mother
cry, to cause her father’s violence, to save
her sisters from pain; who feels the punishment
of her situation and ascribes it to unworthiness.
I love that little girl,
whose mind is always
churning, who prays to a
god she’s never seen, and
makes wishes on rainbows;
who longs to make a difference,
and refuses to believe that suffering
is all there is; who devotes herself to
being a better person, and hopes one day
that she’ll finally feel at peace in the world.
I hold that little girl,
warm within my heart,
listen to her fears, hear
her heart’s longing; praise
her courageous efforts, appease
her doubts, offer condolences for
losses, encouragement for change,
forgive her of her burdens; allay her
misperceptions, reassure her worth,
promise to never let her go: she is me.
I am utterly delighted to have come across your blog. I’ve been disheartened with how much AI generated content I’ve come across here, so the combination of your writing with your own vocal delivery is an absolute gift to experience. Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks so much
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I love this beautiful, introspective poem, VJ. That little girl has come a long way in this life and still has many stories to tell!
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Thanks Dwight. She sure has come a long way
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:>)
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What a beautiful healing journey this poem is. To read on and come back full circle to the blessing of oneself. Lovely, VJ.
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Thank you, Sunra
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My heart goes out to that little girl. I’m glad you’ve made your peace with her.
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Thanks.
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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So profound
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Thanks Derrick
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Beautiful and deep!
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Thank you
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That is one POWERFUL and beautiful poem, VJ!!! I’m so glad I dropped in to read it!
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I’m glad you did too. Thanks Jill
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Still brave, still strong. (K)
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Thanks K
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yes, I thought that would be you: a wonderful , courageous poem, defiant !!!
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thanks John
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Beautiful, VJ! ❤️
Hold that little girl tight and never let her go!
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Yes. Thanks
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VJ, you have tapped into that little girl who is in all of us. As always, it went straight to the heart. ❤️
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Here’s to all our inner girls!
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Wow VJ! So poignant, and very very relatable for me! X
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thank you
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Love this, VJ ❤
In some ways, I was this little girl, too.
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Likely many of us can relate. Thanks K
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Hugging that little girl.
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🤗
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I cry, I pray, and I wish I could say, this child isn’t me. But it is….😪❤️
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Aww. Hugs Mary
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