The clothes were worn and tattered
Her hair had been shuffled in knots,
Though her eyes they glowed with laughter…
You could tell, she had been through a lot.
She had seen her share of hard times,
And although, no one seems to care…
The little girl with a pearly smile,
And the golden shuffled hair.
She smiled at me when I took a knee,
As I wiped a tear from my eye…
‘’For why you are so sad dear, sir,
If you need help… I will surely try.’’
‘’Are you hungry sir… I have some food?
Or perhaps you’ve gone astray?
Just take my hand, and If I can…
I shall help you find your way.’’
Antony King 2018
