Little girl with your bobbed off chestnut locks and uneven bangs,
Did you know?
***** faced and skinny making mud holes in the driveway,
I think you did.
There is a part of your soul that always ached and you didn't know why
But you knew how it would turn out.
You knew you were destined for pain
And would know how to handle it.
You knew you would know true loss
And you have known it a hundred times over.
You knew you would know more joy than you ever thought possible,
And have it stolen away in the night.
You knew we would have memories of which we could never shake.
Little girl with the round, dark eyes and the elvish cheeks, skinned up knees and bruised elbows,
We always knew.