The little girl with an angel

Chillness seep in the street,
Star start to looked colder,
It snowed and was nearly dark.
Evening – last evening of the year.

The little legs had drawn close up to her
The girl sat on the bench,
Her innermost thought were
Burdened with sorrow.

Unfortunately, the couple of days,
Back she lost her parents…
She couldn’t able to
Enjoy the New Year day.


The street were decorated with
Wonderful lights, candle were
Gleaming like stars, they
Were almost welcoming the new year.

Suddenly, she saw a brilliant light,
That was brighter than noonday,
So beautiful and so tall with wing,
A lovely angel stayed.

She took on her arm
And both were flown in joy
World Were neither sorrow nor hunger,
The little girl had entered the joys new year.

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