**The Little Girl and the Candy**
A little girl, just five years old,
With tattered clothes, in winters cold.
...
By neon lights, my shadow walks,
Through silent streets, where no one talks.
A name unknown, a face unseen,
Yet I dare to chase a dream.
...
I smirked at the voice on the other end,
A whisper lost in static's bend.
It had been years since I played this game,
But the hunger inside still burned the same.
...
Alis is a poet who crafts beautiful and heartfelt poetry using simple words. With a focus on clarity and emotion, Alis's work resonates with readers, making poetry accessible and meaningful)
The Little Girl And The Candy
**The Little Girl and the Candy**
A little girl, just five years old,
With tattered clothes, in winters cold.
Her tiny hands, so small, so light,
Clutched her father's fingers tight.
She watched the sweets in colors bright,
Through the glass, they shone so white.
She never asked, she never cried,
Just gazed with wonder, eyes open wide.
Her father smiled but felt the ache,
For sweets were more than he could make.
Yet in his arms, she found delight,
Her sweetest joy, her hug so tight.