Outside My Home

Outside my home

Was a little girl

Hopefully, she was standing

In front of my door.

Before she knocks

I opened the door for her,

Questioned what she desires for,

Didn't got an answer from her.

Her face seemed dull,

Hesitant to express what she wants

Heads were bowed down

And hands were on the stomach.

Gently giving comfort to her

Served, loaves of bread

And fruits to her.

Smiles were priceless and

Valued her tears,

My heart got overwhelmed

When I observed her.

Looking at her expression

I learned a lot from her

Truly, Thanksgiving for a good life

God has blessed me with

Good health and roof upon.

Yet complaining about an imperfect life

Grumbling for food I demand for

And Craving for fashionable clothes.

Lack of interest in studies I agree

But why store knowledge

When books are of no use.

See the life of some people

Roofs are not upon head

And lying on the road

Craving for food to be alive

Satisfied with having one bread

Finds happiness within endless suffering

Complains no more.

Realized the importance of life

This lesson I learned from her

Feeding to those who desire for

Bringing smiles to every face

Until my breathing stops.