Poetry: LITTLE ONE

LITTLE ONE

Come, take my hand, it is not far

I know, it is an unknown land

And we have no car, we hide

We walk, cannot risk a ride.
Don’t cry, you want to see

Your mum again, remember?

For that we have to be free,

And then be who we want to be.
You can be everything you are

See everyone you want to see

Your mum still wants you, she

Looked for you, believe me, far

And wide. We disappeared

But we’ll be back, okay?

There is a village here nearby

I checked it out, don’t cry?
You’ll find a house, you ring

A bell, they open and you ask

for help, food, decent clothing.

Go baby! I follow close behind
I smile at you, you’re doing fine!

I wave, wave back at me.

It will be long before we see

Each other again, you’re free!