A Little Heart Filled With Hope Poem by Ruth warren

Her little body shakes as she hears the
screaming voice, this isn't the life of her
choice. Her tears fall down upon her
worried heart, the prayers she does pray,
each night as the fighting starts.

Each day she looks into her battered
Mothers eyes, sadness fills her soul,
as she silently cries. Trying to comfort
Mummy's pain, praying that he doesn't
come home drunk again.

The sounds of his angry voice, of the
screams from her Mummy each night,
forever ectched in her little mind,
never to forget her life of fright.

Day after day she tries hard to understand,
why her Mummy stays with this man.
Each night clutching her pillow tight,
crying as she tries not to hear the fight.

Morning always comes, and soon as he
leaves, she runs to her Mummy, with
hope in her heart, hoping they too can
leave. Away from this life, but in her
little heart, she still has hope and tries
to believe.

Her only hope, to fix her Mummy's
wings, to help her fly free again.