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Encouraged by a beautiful book,
that you gave to me,
I take out paper and pen,
to tell the world with you for a sister,
how blessed I have been.
I was so alone, lost and scared
and friends I thought would care,
very simply, were not there.
Regarding me, rumor followed lie
and penniless, the dirt was my mattress
and my roof was the sky.
Unable to walk another day,
body full of pain, exhausted,
everyone turned me away...
except one sister.
She gave me food, shelter
and my dignity.
So, encouraged by a beautiful book
that you gave to me,
I take out paper and pen,
to tell the world,
with you for a sister,
how blessed I have been. |
