![]() Innocent Little GirlA Poem by Megan
There was a little girl i saw almost every day
She had curly, noodle like blonde hair And icy blue eyes She didn't look a day over 4 years old I saw her every morning at the bus stop watching her sister board the bus She always clentched onto her mother, not ready for the big world she'll eventually grow into I never knew her name I only saw her through a little bus window I always remembered her And looked for her every morning I don't know why she stuck out amoung the other children Maybe it was her innocent cowardness The uncertainness in her eyes reminded me of someone She reminded me of myself. © 2013 MeganAuthor's Note
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