No Longer Lost

I’m feeling pretty young,

Small and scared.

I can’t control the trembling

Of my hands and my

Voice.

And even though I know

There is more to this truth,

Than the smallness

This is the place from which

I’m speaking.

I speak out of love

For the little child

Who was left standing

Alone and lost

So long ago.

Under all the words

I’m saying to you,

The child is hearing,

I love you.

I want you to understand

Why my eyes are weeping

But I don’t need you to.

All that matters is

I’m here, now.

And the child is no longer

Lost.

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