When Innocence Is Crushed

A beautiful flower bud Never been embraced By the warm rays of the sun Never been kissed By a butterfly Never been caressed By rain. It is like a wonderful gift That carries hope And a great promise Ready to share its life Ready to be a part of our life. Yet someone stretched out His powerful fingers Not to gently touch The fragile bud But to cut off the stem To which it is attached Put it in a vase As if to command The beautiful bud To open and bloom just for him. Copyright 2020, Rose Marie Juan- Austin, All Rights Reserved