Little Lady

Little lady walks alone down the dark rainy street. She goes across the street, wet, unconscious, innocent. Little lady goes ahead. Crosses the path, the night. As a nightmare she walks by unknown people. She goes on walking, lonely little lady. What nobody really understood was why. She was lost. She went ahead, with her head rised up, she continued, went on walking, alone, lonely in the dark. She was not afraid, she was not scared, she was so strong, so alone. 'And mommy? And daddy?' People asked her. She smiled politely and without an answer she went on walking. Single, lonely, little lady passing through dangers, alone. She was holding somebody's hand. That invisible someone, who was IT? Little lady with her fingers open, like holding somebody's hand. Poor little lady, didn't she realise? Nobody was by her side. Corageous, strong little lady went on walking like a star. She was shining, oh so bright. No tears in her eyes, no sadness sign, a simple beautiful smile on her face 'cause mommy was by her side.

Sabrina MV