Not Yet

Buckled knees,

Dried out eyes,

Tear stained face,

Pained with goodbyes,

A silenced world,

Spinning around her head,

What she would give,

To speak the words she never said.

She’s not ready, not ready yet,

Five years old,

Spoke just a word or two,

Such a sad girl,

Now she’s lost in her world,

Bowing out with such grace,

Whilst fear pinches at her face,

She’s not ready...