I didn’t purposely set out to write a bunch of sad poems about my life. But in my brokenness I did cry out to God, and often felt lead to write down my thoughts, feelings and memories. This became a way for my heart to heal. Maybe you feel you lost a part of your childhood too. It is okay to grieve that loss. I have found that only God can bring complete healing.
I’m just a little girl,
please treat me as such.
Your grown-up words and behavior
are just too much
for me to understand and comprehend.
I feel my innocence coming to an end.
I just want to be free
to run and laugh and play.
I want to feel loved.
I want to feel safe.
Your adult world scares me,
please don’t burden me with it now.
My plea goes unheard,
I guess I’ll deal with it somehow.
I’ll pretend it’s okay.
Your grown-up world is fun,
and no one seems to notice
that I’m much too young.
Goodbye, childhood.
I’ll save you for a rainy day,
maybe then I’ll be free
to run and laugh and play.
Copyright 2001 Debbie Haupt