7

She turned seven in the month of june
counting wild geese, singing a happy tune

she turned seven on a beautiful starry night
celebrating with her family by the pale moon light

she turned seven as she counted her presents
family,friends and gifts...she was in her heaven

she turned seven as she played with her friends
squealing in delight , wishing the night wouldn't end

she turned seven when her brother took her aside
and whispered "i have a special gift, come inside"

she turned seven as she wished for a new dress
she was sure she'd get one with ribbons, no less

she turned seven the day her brother made her do
the things she hadn't forgotten even now that she was 32

she turned seven the day she was abused
her innocence snatched away, her identity bemused