I was driving down the highway,
My mind was a bit distraught,
When I met a little child,
My attention she caught...
The little child smiled at me naughtily,
she held out her hand a little haughtily,
Beckoned me to her side
And she asked me for a ride...
I took her along, amused by her bravery,
Amazed by her willingness to trust a stranger so,
She saw it in my eyes, though how i do not know,
She just smiled, and sat right next to me...
And as we drove through, she showed me the blue sky,
She showed me the green grass, a beautiful butterfly...
She showed me how my troubles were too little to care,
And that I was in need of a moment to spare...
And when she got down, she smiled, waved goodbye,
I shed a little tear, I don't even know why
For that little child had shown me, what life truly meant,
For she was my angel, that for me God had sent...
It's a wonderful poem. God indeed sends angels in many forms, among us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful thought that you pened down in Poetic way, We never know at what point and in what God God Introduces himself to us.. God Bless! Priyaa Arora