My Cousin The Thief

A little girl playing on a farm,
No one around to do her any harm.
She'll laugh and play. Fun-filled days,
An innocent spirit of come-what-mays.

And, there! she sits cross-legged, all smiles
Amid frolicking cats, and dogs, and kittens. All the while
a danger, a familiar stranger, stranger now becomes;
And, oblivious, into the house she comes.

She's just a little girl playing on a farm,
No one around to do her any harm.
She'll laugh and play. Fun-filled days,
An innocent spirit of come-what-mays.

She's in the house so bright and cheery!
She did not see a monster leering.
And in her room she's blissful, cornered.
In comes danger, who from her innocence, has just torn her
Away.

She was just a little girl playing on a farm.
No one around would do her any harm.
She laughed and played. Fun-filled days,
A once innocent spirit of come-what-mays.

And now she sits atop the steps,
Her bags all packed, spine rigid, eyes set.
No smile on her lips appears
As she squints to fight back tears.

2 years will pass before the day
She finds the words, the courage to SAY.
But no on believes; so she starts crying
And so begin her thoughts of dying.

As 2 more years went slowly by
Her steely will said she must die.
For no one helped, cared, or believed
Her innocence was stolen, lost, deceived.

"I was just a little girl playing on a farm.
Someone was set, bound to do me harm.
He watched, he schemed, he stalked his prey
And stole my smile, my laugh, my innocence that day."

This was her note.
This was all she wrote.
It lay beside her on her bed.
A little girl lost, damaged, dead.