The Abandoned Child.

Crying the child  loiters
her little finger is the pointer
 walks alone in the road
 calls for her mother loud
 as happens gets no response
she quietens suddenly in a suspense
 the tears dry up no soon
 she lies down on the road in a swoon
 the passers take mercy on the little girl
 take her to a home for destitute girls
she grows up among others like her steadily
 blossoms into a beautiful girl slowly
 vows to take up the case of abandoned children
 a girl who lifts up the bretheren.