I stood in the doorway and saw a young child
Her hair was bright blonde and a little wild
Her blue eyes sparkled especially as the tears arose
In her eyes, the heartbreak was exposed
I stepped closer to the young girl and picked her up
Pulling her into me, letting the tears erupt
I tuck her hair behind her ear
Soothing her saying “I am here”
I look at her examining the pain she feels
Through the tears, sobs, and cries she reveals
In the moment, I’m her mama
Saving her from the trauma
She is safe and sound in my arms
Quieting down those inner alarms
When she’s safe, she’s full of smiles and glee
She’s strong, observant and smiley
She loves the dress with flowers that are blue
Twirling around without her shoes
When the rain pours she dances around
And plays in puddles on the ground
She loves to run and race neighborhood boys
She always wins and they are annoyed
Drawing is a favorite thing for her to do
Winning art awards with ribbons of blue
At recess on the swings she freely flies
Using her hand to reach the bright sky
She is brave, funny, sweet and genuinely loves
Always willing to help just because
Riding her bike she feels the wind through her hair
Peddling fast and enjoying the solitaire
Rollerblades, jump ropes, and running so fast
Making up dances and having a blast
She is a child full of love, hope, and cheer
Smiling from ear to ear
I am the mama in the doorway
And I am here to stay
I will keep her as safe as can be
Because that little girl… she is me.