Little Angels

A 3 year old sits sobbing in the darkness of the hall
But thereâ??s no one in the abandoned house whoâ??s there to hear her call.

A schoolboy sits and swelters to scared to take off his coat
In case any of his friends might see the finger marks round his throat.

A girl looks timidly at her dad and he sends a glare straight back
As the doctor looks concernedly at the bruises down her back.

A teenager curls up tight in bed, frightened, small and meek
And when the drunken figure wanders in a single tear rolls down her cheek.

A little boy goes to hug his mother and say, â??I love you mum.â??
But all the response his affection gets is the sharper side of her tongue.

A babyâ??s born with rosy cheeks and a twinkle in his eyes
But his parents hate and neglect him and so the twinkle slowly dies.

But last of all comes the wooden box, no more than 1 foot seven
As its three month old inhabitant ascends gracefully to Heaven

And when he gets there God gives him love as heâ??s never had on Earth
As this broken little creature had been hated from his birth.

But when you think there is no one there to hear your desperate calls,
Weâ??ll be there so hold on tight and be brave my little angels.

© Emily Sanctuary, 2007