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A Child.
A child .
I have to remind myself every so often that she is a child
And recall how she clutched at my hand fearfully in the dark
Of how her stare seemed to pierce into my soul
Exposing the darkness I try so hard to hide.
She is everything to me
And only now do I understand having to wear a piece of myr heart outside my body
To have out in the real world
The cruel world with it's flawed children.
How do I ensure her Innocence?
How do I keep the wolves of the world at bay?
How do I keep the world from snuffing out that light of her's?
Must I shut her out to keep her safe?
© George Karanjah
I have to remind myself every so often that she is a child
And recall how she clutched at my hand fearfully in the dark
Of how her stare seemed to pierce into my soul
Exposing the darkness I try so hard to hide.
She is everything to me
And only now do I understand having to wear a piece of myr heart outside my body
To have out in the real world
The cruel world with it's flawed children.
How do I ensure her Innocence?
How do I keep the wolves of the world at bay?
How do I keep the world from snuffing out that light of her's?
Must I shut her out to keep her safe?
© George Karanjah
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