She Is A Little Girl - Poem by Nur Syazwani
The sun arise, the day is gotta bright,
Obvious! I watched her eyes glancing of jewels,
Blue eyes of sky,
Beautiful light skin of sunshine,
Lips red of aroma roses, hair of snake,
Blonde ponytail, shining like gold,
Heart of white cotton, heart of angel.
Blessed soul of a blossom,
Chronicle of an indigent lost from heaven.
She is a little girl ,
Ain’t money, breathing in a bamboo cabin,
Ugly home sweet home,
Enough! , just tightly hug by mom and dad,
Only one; only one thing makes her sad,
Everything for a pencil and learn,
Thankful for mom’s chocolate cake indulgence,
Baking pot was antique! Classic! Crusty !
No matter, sold out! Sold out! Pretty girl was so happy,
Lean on the bed, father too fatigued and sick,
If only much money, if it seems to be heal.
She is a little girl,
Walking on the street, wore black shirt,
A small tear on red skirt like bitten by a rat,
Does she look weird? ,
Stop teasing her poor and sick,
Whatever who it is? ,
Smile, smile, smile,
Because it doesn't matter,
She's gonna fine
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