Little Girl

Little Girl,
Where have you been?
There in the old photo,
With Tigger in your arms, and your heart in His.
Is he the reason for your big toothless grin?
He won’t hurt you. He’s the only safe one on this earth it seems.
You’ll never find One like Him again.

Little Girl,
What scars do you carry in your memory’s eye?
who locked that heart so tight?
and hardened it,
and pressed on it,
and crushed out the light,
so your soul is always night?

Little Girl, there in the photo,
You could have been whatever you wanted to be
Endless possibilities
The old photo knows no bounds
You were absolutely free
WHY WON’T YOU LISTEN TO ME?

Little Girl,
Are you still there in the old photo?
Please come out and play.
Night can end, breath in a new day.
Free yourself of the terrible weight
And give Tigger your Heart and your Fate.

By Eric Clayton, August 20, 2009