Little one, we are here
Little one, I am holding you
Little one, our dragon is protecting you.
I see his sides glinting with shimmering opals
I see his eyes burning like rubies as their fierce glare burns those who are hurting you.
I see his wings spread to gather you close.
His fire bursts out as it’s destroys the space that has broken and beaten you.
I hear your wild cries and shrieks of terror in the night.
I see your hands wildly looking for safety.
I feel your pain when that safety is ripped from you.
I see your baby curls, the golden blonde ones,
The Shirley Temple look alike that drew so many smiles.
I see those curls being your curse.
I feel your fear of being noticed, your terror of being seen.
Being seen was unsafe, being noticed meant danger.
Baby Maeve, I feel your tears.
The ones you cried at night when no one saw you.
I see the shadow man waiting for you
I see his hands and fingers outstretched just waiting for darkness to fall.
I see you.
I hear you.
I feel your heart beat racing.
I feel that knot in the pit of your stomach.
I hears the whispers of “please no.”
We’re here to bring you home now.
Me and our Dragon.
He’s bringing you to me.
I will be your mama.
I will give you the love and kindness you were never given.
I will hold you, Baby Maeve, I will love you,
Forever and Always.
We’re bringing you home.
We’re bringing you to safety.
I can’t erase what the shadow man did.
I can’t take away the pain and confusion.
I can’t restore the childhood we never got.
I can’t be the mama who wasn’t there for you.
But I can love you now,
I can mother you now.
I can help soothe the rawness these wounds are causing us.
I can be safety for you.
I am safety.
We can hold you close,
We can wipe away the tears,
We can say over and over “I’m so sorry.”
This doesn’t and will not take away the pain.
But it will help, trust me, Baby Maeve,
It will give you the safety and love you have always needed.
I love you.
I believe you.