Little Angel - Poem by Aswathi Asok
While she was walking along the street
There was a crowd beside the road
It looks like a flock of sheep
She was so curious to know about it,
Just walked near to the group
But nothing was visible on account of people
Heard only a murmur from inside the circle
Yes, there was somebody who was old
Just she asked to the man, who stood at back
Gave a funny smile and giggle at her
She was ashamed by his careless reply,
Tried to walk inside the round
Shocked when she saw the stranger
Who was lying down the muddy floor?
Look alike a beggar man.
All were hesitated to give him hand
All at once she took him up,
Wrapped him by her covering towel.
No one knows who is she?
But, the old man called her "little angel''.
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