Flower Girl

She slips the sandals off her feet

Her sundress is dirty

She has flowers in her hair

I’m watching as her feet touch the grass

The delight of this grounding is evident

I hear her humming

She starts to swirl and spin

Dancing towards the wildflower patch

Picking flowers and holding them in her hand

She is talking now, to herself

“Excuse me, Yaya, I have a surprise”

She tells stories of adventures and ideas

She is building a fantasy

The way children should be free to do

“Guess what I did Yaya, I climbed that tree

You know the one I was afraid of before”

She then spins a tale of bravery

Of rescuing a baby fox

How she and her brothers

Have built a fort

She can’t wait till her Yaya comes and sees

“Where have you been Yaya” she says

Then she sits down on the ground

Somehow her thoughts have gotten heavy

She wonders in silence

She lays down and watches the clouds go by

Her hands weave the ivy around the stems

She asks the wind where has her Yaya gone

“Did I do something wrong

Mommy seems sad, Its different now

Why didn’t we come see you for Christmas

No one will tell me why

Why didn’t you come to my brothers birthday party

Are you mad at us Yaya

I don’t know how to feel about you now Yaya

I can’t remember what you look like

Please come back and make everything better”

Then her tears come and I watch her shake

She collects herself and her flowers

Starts back home

Puts on her sandals

No more humming

I watch this sad little one

Carry the weight of the world upon her shoulders

She’s too young to carry such a load

Things have changed

The world isn’t safe and she knows it

She fades out of my sight

I long to run to her

I long to wrap my arms around her

Around them all

But I can only imagine them

From where I stand

Never has a time like this existed in history

Where the tribe is broken so easily

But I do believe in miracles

For all those who are crushed

Under the weight of brokenness

Try harder, change for the better

Keep your arms open wide

Maybe someday soon

There will be a flower crown

Placed upon your head

By little hands

Made with love and hope

‘Be the change you want to see’

And the universe will back you up

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Little hands, I’m looking for you too!! I love you all with all my heart!

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