Lonely Little Girl by fluffykatt

Mixed Medium • (none) • posted on Jun 28, 2010

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Poser lady angel is Emmie for V4 by WildsDesigns. Angel dress is Calliope for V4 by Mada, Sarsa, & Thorne at DAZ. Arm bracelets & sandals are from V4 Angel Set by Billy-t. Nightbird Hair by Valea at Daz. Little girl poser is Briona by Schonee. Little girl hair is Kaitey by 3 D Universe at DAZ. Little girl outfit is the free Kids 4 Day Wear SanDeni Creations. Background is from Broderbund Click Art site. I wrote this poem several years back on child abuse. Neglect is child abuse Even if there is no physical contact involved. Neglect and verbal abuse can Damage a child as much as physical abuse. Please don't remove the poem without my permission, it is copyrighted to me. Lonely Little Girl She was a lonely little girl, In a home that had no love. Her mommy was almost always high, And her daddy was never home. She just sat in her little corner, Because she was always alone. People would often come and go, Never seeming to notice her sad face. She had to find her own food, The fridge had only mommy’s booze. The last time she wore a clean dress Was when the state lady came to call. Although they would never hit her, No tender loving did she ever see. It was as though she was invisible, Since they hardly ever spoke her name. Her young soul was slowly dying As it was a love starved broken heart. Every night she cried herself to sleep, Wondering why she had ever been born. One day The Lord sent her some angels Who gave her wings to fly like a dove. She flew away with them to Heaven, Finally that lonely little girl knew love. Copyright @ M. Doris Fuller