Dear Young Fen

Fen Walker

What I wouldn’t give 

to hold you

and tell you, “Baby, 

nothing is wrong

with your heart--

it is wider than most

and more fragile,

it breaks for silly things,

but you are a child--

you don’t deserve

to pick up the pieces

alone.

You deserve someone

to dry your tears;

you deserve

to be human.

The road ahead is long, 

but you will not

be a child forever--

you will grow up, shed the name

your parents gave you,

you will learn you’re a person

and someday,

you’ll fall in love

with the world

again.”

I will not tell you this,

but we’re still waiting on

someday.