A Little Girl
By FadedKoko
A little girl Cold and all a lone Lost and yearning for a home A loving family to call her own Tears begen to fall As she hears her tummy Begen to rummble Pering though a window Watching a family As they sit down to dinner Turning to walk away A soft voice calls out to her Come on in and have a seat Lets get you something to eat A little girl No longer cold and all a lone She found her way To a nice warm home An a loving family To call her own Written April 5th, 2002 © on Apr 04 2002 04:06 PM PST 0 • 1
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