Bold, brave <br />and beautiful <br />strong of limb <br />bright of eye <br />the little girl <br />of eight <br />or nine <br />too young to hide <br />her <br />disappointment <br />and misery <br />stamped her foot <br />with frustration <br />while <br />passers by <br />blind <br />to her need <br />refused <br />her outstretched <br />hand <br />as she <br />begged. <br /> <br />I was afraid <br />for her.<br /><br />Gillian.E. Shaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-child-4/
