On a spring morning adorning a velvet sky
I saw her in a fair with mystic rides.
That lonely girl with dreamy eyes
Kisses the zenith with her blissful smile.
Locks swaying down her cheeks
She was pink, innocent and meek.
Standing behind the wall, gazing all
Then looking at the sky, smiling at her lord.
That pretty little girl, amused me at once
The only child standing out of the fence.
So I walked to her and call her hence
But to my despair, I shattered then.
That little angel with crippled legs
Leaning to the wall, even crutches bereft.
I stood beside her; a smile dawned on her face
Reciting her stories, leaving me dazed.
She said the world is beautiful, see the children’s play
Their ardor makes me so amazed.
So she watches them everyday
Running around in free rein.
That little girl, brave little girl
Mocks at our worried world
She believes one day she would fly high
Hop on the rollercoaster and down on the great slide.
From the sunlit sky to the settling dusk
That little girl stands there with hope and trust.
