She sat alone, huddled,
A waif, so thin and pale,
A homeless child, ragged,
Who seemed so very frail.
Her parents had abandoned her,
She foraged on her own,
In খুঁজুন of খাবার and shelter,
She always was alone.
Her eyes were হারিয়ে গেছে and vacant,
Her face bereft of glee,
She was the saddest little girl,
In abject poverty.
People seemed to walk right by,
Without a passing glance,
Their minds a million miles away,
Almost in a trance.
One দিন a little girl came close,
And stopped and ব্যক্ত hello,
And offered her a cookie,
Then ব্যক্ত she had to go.
She came again another day,
And smiled and shared her lunch,
And brought her...
continue reading...
