Tonight I heard Mommy cry out in pain,
scared I hid under the covers, I knew what was happening again.
Trembling in my bed completely all alone,
wanting the night to end and wishing this fear I had never known.

Holding my teddy bear close as I cried,
too afraid to get up and look, maybe this time Mommy had died.
Mommy was laying bleeding on the floor,
the black and blue marks covering her face were hard to ignore.

Her new dress was all tattered and torn,
the police were staring at Daddy, their faces filled with scorn.
One policeman made a comment out loud,
for Daddy to look at his handy work and did he feel real proud.

Daddy was put into handcuffs tonight,
I thought back and wondered what had caused another fight.
Daddy got home after a night of drinking,
I always wonder why he hits Mommy and what he is thinking.

Looking as the ambulance drove away,
alone in our home wondering why things had to be this way.
Tears are completely covering my face,
Oh how I wish, Mommy and I could live in a different place.

Maybe try growing a garden of flowers,
and be happy again as we read books together for hours.
Is this something we could possibly do,
Is there a nice place where dreams really can come true.

Mommy got out of the hospital today,
tomorrow we will be moving somewhere very far away.
She looked so pretty dressed in white,
holding me and promising we would be safe every night.

All the future years will be brighter,
for my small young heart now made carefree and lighter.
Tears of innocence on any little face,
will disappear into the past in a different time and place.


© Brenda Sparkman
October 26, 2006