Poetry

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Pretty little girl with tears in your eyes,
please don't look so sad, or feel badly surprised.
My time to reveal answers is not just yet.
The doctor will get to the bottom of this. Wanna bet?

Pretty little girl with fears that rise inside.
Please don't allow those feelings to drive you wild.
No one died from anxiety, though it feels so bad.
Just turn to me - hold my hand - and count to three.

What more can I do dear girl to convince you that I am always here?
How can I help you my child push aside your doubts and fears?
Gaze into my eyes - they penetrate down to your soul.
I know the wounded heart you carry - so I carry you always.
Don't lose sight of what really matters - this is just a journey.

Pretty little girl with many hopes and dreams.
Please don't consider all your talents are smashed to smithereens.
Take a different approach - go nice and slow.
You once were a rabbit, and now you're a turtle... SO

Pretty little girl don't give up on yourself.
I haven't forgotten you, or all those grand big dreams.
The stage has changed - the actors too - yet there is one constant,
it's just me and you... on a journey.

Take my hand, let me lead you. It's okay that you don't know the way.
I'm here with you as your companion, and I will light the way.
So let's journey together, nice and slow.
I am always here. Don't you know?

2010 copyright Judy Sauer

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