Little Girl Lost

She was born into the salty soup of summer
Fiery sunlight danced in her bouncing hair
Green grass waved in her sparkling eyes
Ripe berries stained her smiling lips

She ran with the wild things
Collecting golden memories in her mind
And silver linings around her clouds
And life was as it should be

In time, she strayed from sunny meadows
Into deep shadowed woods
Where she became lost
Among the black twisted trees

She stumbled through the dark
Crying out as thorny fingers
Gouged blood from her tender flesh
She called out for help that never came

The grimy moonlight washed away her innocence
Washed away kindness and charity
Washed away hopes and dreams
Washed away trust

She fell in with hyenas dressed in wolves’ clothing
Echoed their crazy laughter
While turning her back on all that was right and good
All that was clean

She rolled in the dirt
Concealing what once had been pure
What had once been a shining soul
There was no place in her life for that now

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