She walked past me … A sweet little charming girl, A foot or two in height, so easy to lose sight.
Her eyes said it all …The curse of hunger, The zeal to earn a meal, No house to go back to, No friend to walk back to.
Something she would never do, Was spread her arms for a penny or two, Gulping hardships in large doses, She was earning by selling roses …
"Four for 10", that's what she said, "One for 5", enough I said, "What you pay is what you get"…"Two for 5", is right she said …"I want to help", not buy, I said, Gave me two, and with no regret she left.
Hard to believe though it may seem, She taught me what was SELF ESTEEM, A tiny little girl she was … Belittled by her was all I was.
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