But a Decade Old

Dedicated to a special little Angel, with a kiss and hug.

May you learn about love, darling, and hold it in you forevermore. 

Hold your head up high, child,

You're but a decade old. 

The big wide world's out there, child,

Don't close the door just yet. 

You were born a princess,

but raised a pauper's gift.

Don't stop hoping just yet, dear,

There's so much more to see. 

I saw your head droop, child,

you never shed a tear.

Yet I heard a crack, a tear,

I knew it was your heart. 

I can't make them love you,

I can't make them see;

That you, my wide-eyed cherub,

Are folding your wings, to hide.

Hold your head up high, child,

You're but a decade old.

I can't make them love you,

but here's what I will do.

I'll smooth your hair and hug you,

and look into your eyes,

and answer your million questions,

and spin you around to fly. 

For you're a little angel,

and I love you so.