She walks alone, the town is bare

The streets are deserted, there's nobody there

With no one to care for her or show her love

She prays to her god in the heavens above

Sometimes she feels like a motherless child

Her clothes were torn, her bedraggled hair wild

Alone in the world, the days dragged by

Her only hope was her god in the sky

He kept her going, he kept her strong

He gave her courage when weeks seemed long

Today the city was busy, with hustling and bustling

The cold wind blew, leaves started rustling

Her poor hands were numb, frozen to the bone

No one saw her, she stood alone

She tried not to dwell on the emptiness that hurt

She rubbed her cheek which was smudged with dirt

She ate the scraps she could find for the day

At night upon the cold hard ground, she lay

Passers-by might state "Who's that child? where's her mother?"

But her Mum was in heaven, there was no one to love her

The motherless child was weary and weak

She sat and stared, too tired to speak

The nights grew bitter, she caught a chill

Alas each day she grew even weaker still

Her 6-year-old heart beat softer, the beat died away

Along with her little life on that lonely day

Her body was discovered, no one knew her name

Or of her days full of sadness, filled with pain

Her kind soul went to heaven it was as pure as could be

She could now rest with her mother for an eternity