She's Only Three Years Old? Poem by St.Claire Redwood

Tiny hands grasping tightly to the fence
Lost forlorn brown eyes staring,
A pathetic figure torn by life
And she's only three years old.

In the distance a young nanny stands
Talking to her friends.
No time, no love for this frail child
And she's only three years old.

Mother left this morning in a rush,
She was late, never said goodbye -
Daddy went away a year ago,
And she's only three years old.

A sparkling tear trickles down her cheek,
And splashes on her bare feet,
There's a little ache in her heart
And she's only three years old.

Tonight Mother will be going out,
A cocktail party or the cinema,
A little soul alone and forgotten
And she's only three years old.

Rain starts to patter down
Still she is there, getting soaking wet,
The tears and rain blending in sadness,
And she's only three years old

No laughter in her young heart
She is hungry but they've forgotten.
She shivers in the cold
And she's only three years old.

A kindly word, an affectionate kiss,
Goodnight! Goodbye! and a little time,
But how can she tell them?
She's only three years old.