The Little Girl And The Candy Poem by alis borderland

**The Little Girl and the Candy**

A little girl, just five years old,
With tattered clothes, in winters cold.
Her tiny hands, so small, so light,
Clutched her father's fingers tight.

She watched the sweets in colors bright,
Through the glass, they shone so white.
She never asked, she never cried,
Just gazed with wonder, eyes open wide.

Her father smiled but felt the ache,
For sweets were more than he could make.
Yet in his arms, she found delight,
Her sweetest joy, her hug so tight.