Little Angels

A 3 year old sits sobbing
In the darkness of the hall
But there's no one in the abandoned house
Who's there to hear her call.

A schoolboy sits and swelters
Too scared to take off his coat
In case any of his friends might see
The finger marks round his throat.

A girl looks timidly at her dad
And he sends a glare straight back
As the doctor looks concernedly
At the bruises down her back.

A teenager curls up tight in bed
Frightened, small and meek
And when the drunken figure wanders in
A single tear rolls down her cheek.

A little boy goes to hug his mother
And say, "I love you mum."
But all the response his affection gets
Is the sharper side of her tongue.

A baby's born with rosy cheeks
And a twinkle in his eyes
But his parents hate and neglect him
And so the twinkle slowly dies.

But last of all comes the wooden box
No more than 1 foot seven
As its three month old inhabitant
Ascends gracefully to Heaven

And when he gets there God gives him love
As he's never had on Earth
As this broken little creature
Had been hated from his birth.

But when you think there is no one there
To hear your desperate calls
We'll be there so hold on tight
And be brave my little angels.

By Emily Sanctuary

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