A beautiful child, she was, in her wishful days,
shining like a star despite her impoverished state,
wearing a beautiful expression on her innocent face,
and came towards me with a smile so innate.
'Please give me a penny ', so softly she said.
Saying no to her could have broken her heart instead.
Avoiding such mistake, I gave the penny, the only one I had.
' What would you do with it? ', I asked her with some interest.
' I will buy a car ', in her naivety she replied.
Just a single penny, for her car, on what she had relied.
Left me wondering, she whiskered away, with a sweet imprint on my mind.
Ah! What a beautiful child she was, only one of her kind!
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