A little girl,
Sitting on a stump.
Watching cars go by.
She wants her mom.
The one who left her there.
All alone.
The one who would just,
Leave her.
Who hated her.
The little girl,
Walks around.
She is crying.
She sees,
Many little kids,
With their mom.
She has no one,
Her family,
Hates her.
She wants her mom,
To care,
To love her.
Poor little girl,
All alone in this,
Cold cruel world.
Author notes
a sad poem about a little girl.
A contest entry
- Make me feel it by Dovina.
450 points, ended July 1, 2008, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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This was a very well-written piece. It is so heart breaking how families can do that, turn away their own children. But to have that happen to a little girl who probably wouldn't understand is just cruel. Excellent write. Thanks for your entry!
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