She fights her own battle
alone
Caroline
she walks to her day care
alone
Caroline
with those gray blue eyes
windows into her soul
Caroline
and returns to the homeless shelter
alone
Caroline
alone in the big city
only 4 years old
but already at war
with the world
that just keeps putting her down
Caroline
Nobody knows
why she is so skinny
why she walks alone
why her cherubic little face is streaked with dirt
Caroline
god bless her
Caroline
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is superb Annie. A powerful statement about poverty and neglect that touches the reader largely because of its direct, uncompromising delivery. God bless her indeed. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥