The Powers Of A Little One Poem by Bernard Thorpe

The Powers of a little one


she sits on her steps like the world will never let her down,
and smiles like it never has.
with the cheeky elbows on her knees and face in her palms
her innocence blossoms like her patterned flower dress.
the ponies in her hair are pointing towards the future.
she is the future, good luck little girl
and thank you
the very photograph of you makes the unbearable infinitely more....
bearable