A sweet child is standing outdoor, playing dancing singing a song.
The alone child is finding a friend, someone she could talk to, and hold her hand.
Her laughter as sweet as strawberry, she sits on her wall, wondering a wonder.
She joins the crowed... playing the play she falls to shame, a second of embarrassment, sobbing softly
Her innocence so plain.
She asks her mother why me, her mother explains it was in your destiny.
She hurts her knee her lips her nose, her tears flowing like the rain,
Emotions are pondering, a moment of sadness. She walks inside, her relatives are waiting. The atmosphere is changing; now she is happy, not cheerless. She is enjoying a minute of happiness.
Everything is perfect the violins are playing, her heartbeat is thumping she is feeling a second of madness.
Noorie Ali
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-confused-petal/
