Another poem:

I’m a girl with no protection,

no one to watch my back,

As I walk through the towns,

I see little boys and girls being watched by loving parents,

As I continue to walk a little girl runs up to me,

she asks me am I loved,

but I replied if was loved I wouldn’t be here walking alone,

the little girl then hands me a beautiful red rose and hugs me,

she tells me that I am loved because she is my beautiful daughter,

my precious rose.


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