Future
She was five years old and scared for her future
Most would say five
years old is too young to worry
She wasn’t like most five year olds
She knew her life was
changing and did not know how or why?
In the dark and in
the middle of the night was the time
At the bus station uncertain and surrounded by strangers
She was a stranger, strange things were coming
Holding on to her blue purse she was ready
From there to the sky and then back down
Not one word was said, no choices only new smells
Into a red truck only to meet many strangers waiting with sideways
smiles
Heartbroken she was
Unable to piece it together
She was only five and afraid of the future
Only five
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