Healing the hurt

Whimpering
Dreams bringing pain
Holding
Strong hands protecting
Tears
Wetting a shoulder
Fears
Slowly dissipating
Father
Just a name
Papa
Protecting always

A tear slowly trails down his cheek
How can a father have caused so much hurt?
He holds her until the sobs cease
Lays her head back on her pillow
Kisses her cheek
Whispers sweet dreams
And silently fades into the night

From hate to love.

Hate!
Negativity!

She put them down?
Could the words destroy a life?
Can new words lift us up?

Positivity!
Love!