When will her soul begin to shine?
When will she become something remarkable?
Will she always be a nothing?
A nothing, no-one, nobody
The child, who the children of other Mother’s were told to be nice to
The child, though she had a mother, needed mothering
What kind of future does this child have?
Why can’t the soul take over and turn her into something brand new?
Why was her life chosen to be rejected and treated cruel?
She is the child constantly pecked at
For not dressing right
For not having money
For not being pretty
For a hundred things children can dream up
When will her soul begin to shine?
Oh, but it does
When will she become something remarkable?
Oh, but she is
She a sweet loving soul
Trapped inside her culture
Born to a mother who has no time
Too busy catering to her man
To notice her poor child
Is wearing clothes long too small
Who goes hungry
Because Mom forgot to give her lunch money
She goes to school dirty and smelly
She is neglected more than anyone knows
She has so much she can give
If someone would just give her time
If someone would just love her
If someone would just take care of her
She is extraordinary
She is spectacular
If someone would just take the time
To love her
To care
Renee Robinson
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Nae's Nest 
Tese wods need to be read by everyone. It is amazing how much good one kind word can do. One smile. One pat on the head. One compliment. It can be the difference between dispare and hope.
thanks Shez, that is the sweetest thing. However, YOU are also the sweetet thing.
Awww, thanks. YOU are the one with the gift of words. Just awesome work.
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I just noticed the first two words of my note to you were missing first an “h” and then an “r”. Hummm my fingers weren’t paying attention. 😉
heehee
Powerful words, Nae.
thank you hun xxo