That Lady Poem by Ankita Mitra

I was in hurry,
The day was sunny
That day i first saw her!
She was full of agony.


Ragged n patched cloth,
snow_white hair,
Though she was infront of me
still i found her little blurry.

Tear drops rolled down from my eyes
when she asked me for a penny.
I gave her some,
she made me remember my granny.

Though she left,
i still kept
looking at her-
Untill her disappearance occur.

she already grabbed my mind,
I kept on thinking about her,
don't she has a family...!
Or they left her away far?