Little Tiny Girl

This is actually a poem when I was only four I used to write letters to my mother. She had gone away. I did not know where she was. She did not write to me or call. I loved her and missed her.

When I was a little tiny girl

I wrote letters on an envelope

I really did not know how

I was a little tiny girl

I went and placed them in a mail box 

way upon the hill

I was a little tiny girl

but my dream in that moment I did fullfill

I wrote a letter to someone 

I loved so very much

I tried my very best 

To keep in touch

I was a little tiny girl.