[ I walk down this hard dirt road,1 ]

I walk down this hard dirt road,1

knowing, wanting, and waiting to see your big beautiful brown eyes2

those eyes that captured my heart that afternoon3

you walked up to me and held my hand.4

Not being able to speak for our language barrier5

I tried to let you know i care 6

No matter where we come from doesnt mean i cant love you7

just cause your a little African girl doesnt mean i wont hold you8

dosnt mean i wont try my best to let the world know your alive.9

My little baby girl i hope your still alive i hope those desieses didnt take your life. I know your scared not knowing if a big man will get you or if the bacteria in the water will take your life tonight. Maybe it will be a mosquito i just dont know. But thats not all you worrie about not know how long your grandmal will be there for she is all you have left. No mommy or daddy to sheild you from your fears just your little fragel granny. I pray everynight that you had enough to eat that you tummy is field with a hot meal not jast those warms that are eating you alive. You dont even know they are in side we try to help but i can only do so much. I know one day all your troubles will be gone nothing to worrie about nothing to fear. You are being wraped in a warm blaket of love the love of God. I love and miss you my little baby girl only 9 yrs old trying to survive almost living on your own. It hurts me so bad to say good bye I want to protect you I want to be your mommy knowing your safe. Bye my little African baby

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This is a true story i met her last year i cried everynight i was there i wanted her to be safe i love her

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  • condor
    August 9

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    God bless you,Mari09. You have written a wonderous piece here. Your compassion shines through every word you write. I can really sense the fears and the hurt that you feel knowing this little child will be leaving and may never survive. Very sad tale indeed.

  • This is really good; a little sad, but in a good way.