Saturday, December 24, 2005

Sorrowful Lesson

The mall was overcrowded, shoppers rushed from store to store;
Nobody paid attention, as she crouched there on the floor.
She didn't look in trouble, and she didn't seem afraid;
Apparently, she stopped to rest, she did not need my aid.

A little girl of eight or nine, and cute as she could be,
I wondered, should I stop and ask, if she needs help from me?
I wondered if her mother had just left her alone,
I thought, as I walked by her, in my haste to get home.

As I left the mall, I could not get her off my mind.
Did that little girl need help? Was I just acting blind?
It bothered me so much, I had to go back in the mall;
I had to get this settled in my mind once and for all.

The mall began to close, I heard some chain doors coming down,
But, as I looked, the little girl was nowhere to be found.
Is it my imagination, that again is running wild?
Thinking I had lost my chance to help this poor lost child.

I guess she must be fine or she would still be sitting here,
I get way to emotional at Christmastime each year.
I had to leave and get back home, where it is safe and warm,
The weather forecast for that night, a chilling winter storm.

Late that night it happened, as the weather station said,
Frigid cold and heavy snow while I was snug in bed.
In the morning, I awoke to winter's nasty caper,
The only place I'd go that day was out to get the paper.

Cozy in my kitchen, with my news and a cup of tea,
But as I saw the front page, it devastated me.
On the front page down below, a little headlines read,
"At the local shopping mall, a little girl found dead."

It was 4 A.M. this morning when police received the call,
The caller said a little girl was found dead behind the mall.
It was the chilling elements that brought her close to death,
As she lay down, she fell asleep and breathed her final breath.

I could not read the rest of it, as I began to weep,
While I slept safe, a l ittle girl had frozen in her sleep.
Years have passed me now, but it still haunts my dreams;
Was the little girl they found the same one I had seen?

I can't forget that little girl, no matter how I try,
But now when someone seems in need, I never pass them by.
The lesson I have learned from this was difficult but true,
The last chance that someone may have could very well be you.

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This unfortunatly is a true to life poem... It happened to me. 2 years ago today. I was 16 years old and it was at our local shopping mall. I will never be able to forget that little girl. So, next time you see someone who needs help... Please help them... I know from then on I have and will continue to do so!

3 Comments:

At 7:37 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

wow...sad
you're a good poet.:) glad you took the time to pass on what you've learned.thanks :)
~Trish frum yahoo.

 
At 12:58 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Awesome poem..I was saddened to discover it was true.. I can't imagine how much you must have regretted not stoppin to help...*hugs* It deffinatly makes you think about all the times you've seen stranded hitchhikers,and/ or lost children and ocuntless other people in need that we've all walked right by without much thought..thanks for sharing

 
At 5:45 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Wow you have such a great talent for poetry. I have checked out your editorial page... You are doing a great job here on blogger... i read your blogs daily... thanks for being able to share some of your most personal life stories with us

 

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