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That Little Girl


I once knew a little girl

Push around and teased

Who only ever wanted 

To help and aid the weak

 

That girl never could

Fit in with her own kind

But she found that animals

could help to calm her mind

 

Now that little girl

I seem to know no more

Now that she has found her place

Now she's passing through that door

 

Now I know a young adult

Who's strong and does beleive

That she does not need to belong

If she is helping animals in need.

 

 

 

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