Begging for alms — she was,
She looked so cute,
Her eyes shone,
Like brown marbles,
A small child she was,
Begging for alms…
Begging for food — she was,
All by herself,
She looked bare — and dirty.
Her big round eyes,
Looked so beautiful,
Ignorant of the world,
She seemed to look,
At it with glee,
Knowing not where to go,
She looked all around,
I know not where,
She will end,
I pray she ends up,
In places cozy and tidy…
A place where,
She’ll be safe…

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