• hopelessdream 5w

    Poor baby

    Little beauty, where has your light gone?
    So young, yet so strong.
    Little one, please do not fear.
    I know you have seen things, I wish I could take them away.
    Please don’t be afraid, mommy is here to stay.
    Curious baby, once filled with joy.
    The light will return and you will fear no more.
    As the days pass I see glimpses of the child you once were.
    My love for you will help you through.
    Things will get better in time my love, so fear not.
    It may be raining today but eventually the rain will stop.
    Eventually, days will become a faded memory.
    No more fears, my poor baby.