The lonely child

The lonely child

A girl patiently waiting for her mom
 She had no idea that she was gone
The little girl sat down to count the stars
She looked at the bright light in the sky

She woke up to find out her mother was dead
 She broke down and cried to herself
Her mates bullied her calling her motherless
 The little girl was totally helpless

The poor girl cried day and night
  The little child was in fright
Thinking about her mother's death
she was overcome with fear

Sitting in the rain
Downcast and in pain
The lonely child long for the happy days
The sunshine warm and forever lasting praise
   The world of a lonely child is a world of pain greater than any
     The lonely child whose vein are collapsing endlessly

Written by; Owoade.K. Ramat