The Unseen Child
It is still difficult
to see that child
It was so hard for me
to look at her
and not feel shame.
I see a girl that felt misunderstood
she did not have supports in place
after experiencing a trauma
and yes
she was scared too
but she kept small
and took the fall
One day
so many birthdays later
I found a photo of myself
I place it next to her
and I noticed
the little girl
didn’t look
scared anymore
I can see
a glimmer of hope
that now shines
in her eyes
and spreads to a smile
across her face
She was always there
it only got buried
deep inside
when she tried
to fit into the box
in a system
that was never meant for her
Little Jane was always a writer! Her words and stories would some day be seen!




Hi Jane,
A beautiful poem. Truly poignant and heart-breaking, but at the same time triumphant.
Maybe unseen then. Definitely visible now !! You ARE the real deal 😊