She who is alone reaches out her hand with easy trust.
Striving for her hope, her love, and her happiness.
She wanders busy streets yearning for a father, a brother, a friend.
She wanders busy streets yearning for a father, a brother, a friend.
Hungry for more than food, thirtsy for more than water.
He’s waiting for her, yes he’s looking too.
Alone in his home; his walls bare of pictures and memories.
He longs for someone to share his hope, his love, and his happiness.
They find eachother, in a way only explained by fate.
She grabs his finger and she is full; no longer thirtsy.
He sets the framed face of his heart on his night stand; no longer alone.
And through finding eachother, they show the world what it needs.
What the young boy lacks in becoming a man.
They show hope.
They show love.
They show happiness.
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