What Can You Do For A Child Poem by Curtis Mosby

That house, that house over there have been abandon for years.
But every know and then I hear something.
A cry a moan and a sigh never a relief.
I believe some one in there dieing as I speak.
I haven't seen anyone come out of that house in a long time.
I know I should have followed my first mind.
Some one in there as I walk toward the window.
My eye's and my heart could not been more prepared for what I saw.
A liittle girl about 2 years old lonely cover in dirt.
Another thing that puzzle me she had been eating spoil bread.
But did not show any signs of sickness, maybe she immune to it know.
On her face also was dryed up tears hoping someone would hear her.
I reach for her and she spoke first words papa.
I to say yea, where could he be along with your mother.
Such a cruel world missing so many hearts.
I adopt without going thru paper work she in school know.
I promise her I will always be there for her no matter what.
People have children and want even stay awhile.
It's not what a child can do for you.
Is what you can do for a child.