Bold, brave
and beautiful
strong of limb
bright of eye
the little girl
of eight
or nine
too young to hide
her
disappointment
and misery
stamped her foot
with frustration
while
passers by
blind
to her need
refused
her outstretched
hand
as she
begged.
I was afraid
for her.
Gillian.E. Shaw
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-child-4/
