By Heather Congrove
Note from me; Sadly, I think we all feel like the little girl in the poem sometimes. Not having a male point of view, I’m sure it happens to them as well. We are pushed out of innocence. Sometimes I don’t want to put away childish things. I don’t want the stresses of ‘adulting’. I just want to play.
Enjoy, Little Girl. Can you relate? Visit Heather’s blog to read more poetry as well as lots of Bible lessons. Thank you Heather for sharing your talent.
Meet Heather:
Hi, I’m Heather Congrove, an author and writer with a love for poetry and fiction. When I’m not weaving stories you can find me with my family. I wrote the following poem about the inner child of us all that is often forgotten. Follow me at https://hcongrove2.com/ for more great content.
Little Girl;
Tucked away and out of sight.
Hush little girl, don’t put up a fight.
Be mindful and listen, stay in your place.
Soon your thoughts I will erase.
Say goodbye to fairy tales and great castles with kings.
Say farewell to witches and goblins and creatures with wings.
I will soon replace it with broken hearts and shattered dreams.
I will fill you with self doubt and insecurities.
One day you’ll wake up and see.
That the little girl you used to know
was no more than make believe
now covered by a different reality.
Little by little I’ll take it all away.
Oh what a price to pay.
Once she is gone she is hard to find
Maybe even impossible for you to remind.
Even harder for time to rewind.
Some never find her,a version of their self long since erased
Oh my what a waste.
So much joy has been displaced.
What if she felt safe and secure?
What if she could be your cure?
Skyscrapers built higher than they eye can see.
What if I could show you there’s no need.
The walls built to keep people out
Can turn into a prison of self doubt.
Walls made for protection and peace,
can cause inner turmoil to increase.
So don’t tuck her away deep inside.
Don’t tell her she has a million reasons to hide.
Rid yourself of self destruction.
Treat yourself to a new construction.
Let her loose and let her be free.
You may just see,
How wonderful life can be.
A special thank you to Chico’s Mom for allowing me to guest post. Thank you all and God bless.
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This was a wonderful post. Thank you for sharing this poem, Heather, I know I can surely identify with the struggles of losing our childlike innocence. And a special thank you to you Chico’s Mom for hosting.
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Thank you. 💕 Heather did a wonderful job sharing those feelings. There are certain things in life that will trigger a memory; yeah I was wearing a specific shirt when this or that happened. Thank you Heather.
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Great post!
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If was/is a pleasure to share Heather’s work.
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