I looked into the child’s eyes
They were big and they were wide,
But there were hollows of sadness
Buried deep inside.

She was longing for affection,
A hug, a kiss, or word so kind,
To ease the pain she felt
Coursing through her mind.

She is now a grown-up woman,
Still wondering how it’d be,
A happy, carefree, little girl,
Sitting on her daddy’s knee.

To have had kind, loving parents,
Who wished her all the best,
Who tucked her in to bed at night,
Where she’d enjoy contented rest.

-Bonnie E. Virag