The Boy
I saw a little boy
Just outside his hut
So little that
Barely he could walk.
It was winter
And he was standing
In his tattered clothes and half naked
But he was not feeling it.
Not aware of anything
Around him or anywhere else
He was smiling
And he kept smiling...
My heart sank...
Into the moment.
And I was out of this world
If only for a moment.
Poetry by Shamshad Alam
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Written on 2017-07-03 at 11:02
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