Little One

by...Sonya Sigler

She understood what the feeling was like all too well. 
She had felt it a thousand times before yet had hoped to spare this little one of the same feeling.

The fear.  The uncertainty.  The moment when you covered your eyes in hopes of making it all disappear. 
The bellowing sounds of anger followed by the deafening silence. 
Waiting.  Waiting for you to utter a breath because right now a breath was defiance.

She stopped.  The moment passed.  She found herself again.  She found the part of herself that had patience and understanding.  She apologized profusely to the innocent eyes that stared back at her.  Confused eyes that longed to understand and only wanted to please.

She only wanted to feel safe and loved when she was a little one