Love, joy and wonder...you were beauty, and innocence. You were an angel from birth. Perfect, soft and new. Peaceful and loving. New life. So true.

Came one horrible, unforgettable night, upon your soft skin he lay his unforgiving hands, and shook your small frame. Violent, repeated jerks, and with that, he threw you hard attempting to end your life.

But you did not go, and upon your throat his hands were there to destroy you once more...Silenced for no reason...Silenced with a sentence. With fire you fought for your little life and In frantic, instinctive haste, you tried, little one. To keep conscious. But you could not. Life shaken from you. Pieces missing inside your head. A new world to face.

He came bursting in my door with you. Turned away, hiding his sin. Upon his eyes I peered, wild and dim. He sat you down in front of me and handed me a rag drenched in your young blood. Upon your once beautiful face, were bruises and a disfiguring bluish gray tinge that...