A child’s openness diminishes in negative; uncomfortable surroundings. Trust is broken. The elements of joy; beauty and innocence fades away.
The delicate wings become tattered and worn; where it cannot dance, again..
Yesterday is gone.
This child’s spirit is crushed.
As a butterfly, but reversed..
crawling back, into it’s cocoon;
Awaiting..
Re-Assurance..
Through Love..