I saw a girl down the street, A toddler who loved a treat, With an innocent smile she wandered around, From one place to another as she didn't remember where she was found. With a plastic carry bag on her hand, She was following the big girl who was in command, Picking up the litters to buy some food, But I'm sure it was no good. I walked past her in a hurry to get my bus, Thinking that I would get another chance and no need of a fuss, Doing the same thing the whole week, Finally I found sometime for the weak. Waiting for her with a bag in my hand, I never thought that I would be so late to understand, That reaching out to others is never a waste of time, Now, all I got is a feeling of remorse that I was not there for her on time. -JMJ