In the sweltering heat, she sits,
By the corner of the street,
Awaiting a car to pass by,
Any car that'd stop,
And feed her empty stomach,
She is too proud to beg though,
She works hard for a living, and how,
Balancing delicately a basket of flowers,
She hunts in traffic, her customers,
Every flower sold, shall earn her a penny,
To kill hunger, hers and her family's,
A responsible little lass,
Too matured for her age,
Whilst she should be in school studying,
Harsh realities, destiny is tutoring.
Oh, this is such a sad reality for way too many little ones. I'm glad you reminded us of this. This would be such a good poem for more privileged children.
ReplyDeletethanks @Victoria...loved the prompt
DeleteSo beautiful yet sad...
ReplyDeletethanks for reading :-)
DeleteTrue and touching, Nandini...
ReplyDeleteAlas! Harsh reality...
thanks @Anita :-)
DeleteTrue, every word of it.. years ago I met a girl selling flowers, she pleaded me to buy the last bunch.. she looked educated and I asked her if she was.. yes she said, she sold flowers in the evening to help her parents make a living.. she was on 4th std and wanted to get back home to do her homework. Needless to say, I was her last customer for the day.
ReplyDeleteoh..thats so touching..
DeleteThis can bring tears to anybodyz eyes..Touching post
ReplyDeletethanks for reading @shilpi
Deletebeautiful and reaching
ReplyDeletethank you @Chris
Deletesad and touching :( but beautifully written...
ReplyDeletethank you :-)
Deletepoignant one.. 'destiny is tutoring'....
ReplyDeletethanks for reading @Aparna
DeleteGoes out for every child we see suffering these woes..!!
ReplyDelete'Harsh realities, destiny is tutoring' - Amazing
yes..for those tiny ones who are burdened with responsibilities so young..while they should be infact playing or studying///thanks for reading Jyotsna
Deletelast line, so apt! nice one :)
ReplyDeletethank you @Aayesha
Deletebeautiful... touched :)
ReplyDeletethanks dear :-)
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